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Crystal Shards
03:44
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A well advertised plan,
Targets purposely missed.
And straightforward debates full of groans and scorn and hisses.
This century-old game
Amazes by its depth.
Painstakingly earned fame
To be crushed on a wrong bet.
However loud I make my voice in my cage, you never step into my world.
However loud I make my voice in my cage, you never dare to heed my words,
As sharp as crystal shards.
Opposite sides to tame
And deeds to discredit.
The same old tricks are played yet the polls have reached the ceiling.
Another smiling face,
Another fool to rate, hate, hate.
Attention is the aim.
Relevance second-best.
However loud I make my voice in my cage, you never step into my world.
However loud I make my voice in my cage, you never dare to heed my words,
As clear as crystal shards.
And laws are made, unmade, and made again,
And hands are waved, shaken, tied, clenched.
And pawns are placed, praised, bribed, replaced.
Anything thrown away is never missing.
Today a spark of change
Was smothered in the din
Of all the futile rants
One is used to tolerate.
However loud I make my voice in my cage, you never step into my world.
However loud I make my voice in my cage, you never dare to heed my words.
No matter what you say,
No matter what you claim,
No matter what you aim,
You're one of us.
One look at where you stand
Urges you to escape.
Wherever lead your steps,
You're one of us, this time.
The last scapegoat is now dead.
Our fingers are pointed at
The newborn of this race.
We owe you all.
You may holler at your peers.
They never had to ever heed our words,
As sharp as crystal shards.
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Beneath The Sun
03:46
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Living by dreaming has never been enough.
Getting what's missing required me to crawl.
I don't need a realm, but got a throne.
Bodies scream my name, but they want more.
Should I keep the pace, or disappoint ?
If I need the rain, I fear the flood.
Everything we scheme is just a trick to keep
Us apart from the ticks beneath the sun.
Rewards and praises are traps for the ego.
What I've been missing requires me to crawl.
And I need the space, but not the holes.
And I see a realm, but not a home.
Everything we scheme is just a trick to keep
Us apart from the ticks beneath the sun.
What I thought I needed has left me crawling.
I see no change on which to hold.
Getting what's missing may never be enough.
Everything I say echoes back to my face.
All in all, all I did was build a wall.
All I need is stay among
All the ticks beneath the sun.
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Hollow
04:05
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Tried, tried to weigh just how
Hollow you all are,
Clutching to the sound
Of the smiles passing by.
Longing for a warmth
That's forever denied
Made you seek
Anything to fill the gap.
I still deliver pain.
I still deliver pain.
One, one potential night
Made you so satisfied...
Till I leave.
I won't heal what I loathe.
And I still deliver pain.
And I still deliver pain.
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Salvya
04:42
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Revolving sunsets
May show brand new days.
This sight won't leave.
Anywhere in time is just the same.
Lovers were never
Meant to separate.
One left, one stayed.
The Siamese twins now share no flesh.
Addicted to nightmare.
Precious memories plaguing your soul.
Addicted to nightmare.
Selling every piece extends the show.
Two bodies but one grave.
The event replays
In a hope to change.
But all you see
Is the same skin tearing once again.
Can't you live your own life
Without his on your side?
Addicted to nightmare.
Precious memories, plague of your soul.
Addicted to nightmare.
For one piece you sell, one frame is shown.
Two bodies but one grave.
Came this silhouette,
Familiar-faced.
Though he knowns your name,
You forgot his.
The memories fade,
The cells decay,
And then one day,
It is away.
It is too late.
It is gone.
Addicted to nightmare.
Precious memories plaguing your soul.
Addicted to nightmare.
Selling every piece extends the show.
Two bodies but one grave.
Such a pleasant nightmare.
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Dead On Time
02:53
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Greetings! Get out, I'm out of space.
If tears were ice, I'd skate right here.
Remember me as being dead on time.
The time is right when it's too late.
Billions of hands have dug my grave.
When cast away I'm feeling sane.
Kiss me, I'm fine being betrayed.
I tried to cope with the way you handle your burdens, to no avail.
I plan a long trip underwater.
I plan a ride where I will not be found.
The time is right when it's too late.
Disconnected I'm feeling sane.
And now's the time to bid farewell.
So long and thanks for the mess.
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