1. |
The Animus
04:22
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Grasp the reality, I cannot perceive this. I offer my vitality.
Claim everything that you own, we won't forget your arrogance to us all.
You'll collapse, under the pressure of your contrition.
You'll never make it.
WE FEAR THE PAST CORRUPTION
I seek knowledge for lost hope.
Why the surprise? It'll be our last.
Here I stand in this frozen world.
To die alone, in solitude, I can't hold on.
We're lost in the crowd. Once more I find myself wanting an out. And now
I see the crowd run clear past the sight. We're more than the rest.
The rest.
I see my self in the better of a way. Ran into a better thought of jealousy and hate.
All this time I watched as you slowly faded away, sacrificing every chance I get.
Before alls lost, I need to know that all that's left won't fade away.
Fall down as one, never getting up with a better view of the way.
I'll keep to myself and never let this go. I won't forget this.
You let us fall down.
I won't forgive you.
OH
I felt my self falling
over again
I won't lose hope
you'll reap what you sow.
When aligned my will drops all. And now I feel a calling without
A chance with no doubt. Fall in, feel the sound.
We're holding it out. We're holding it out.
I won't forget.
We're lost in the crowd. Once more I find myself wanting an out.
I see the crowd run clear past the sight. We're more than the rest.
The rest.
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2. |
September
03:07
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Wake up, from the illusion of inadequacy. Control the progression, it's your determination. What road you choose reflects your reaction.
Relive the moments that were never gone. Reclaim our rightful place.
Forget the past, it's never been on our side. Stand back up, don't get knocked down.
Can't hold us back.
It's like a dream, never ending now. Contemplating the come down.
I see ourselves in the paramount. Fabricating melodies in the way we are all about.
Now we reclaim everything that has faded away. This time we face this our way.
Listen to our formulation. Listen to our formulation.
Run, to the creation found.
You won't believe the sound.
Come feel the wrath of our creations, they'll bring you back to a state of stun. Once a mirrored image caught in a reflection of a haunted past. You're falling back.
I get the feel of a right thing and now I know it's on.
We'll find it out. And on the side we'll figure it out.
We're falling around a new change of all.
Scream at the top of our lungs, we are the influence.
Show all the world of our reign, we are the eminence.
Scream at the top of our lungs, we are the influence.
Show all the world of our reign, we are the eminence.
We are found.
Weighed down low, you'll watch us from the reflection.
Rising up, this time its our dedication.
Hiding from the truth you'll never be known. Just like all the rest who have failed us.
I'll will stand back and watch you burn your original image to the earth.
We stand here as one, watching all who oppose our ingenuity fall from their fame.
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3. |
Euphorium
04:06
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Walls pulsating to the rhythm of our own deciphered ways, My altered ego risen from the depths of higher thought.
Deep within the inadequate perception of time and space I recreate the lost memories of what I thought to be the only thing that brings me back to reality. We seek, enlightenment progressiveness of a concealed emotion within the confines of the white space alone we're falling deep into our nothingness.
What I have in mind is destruction to the frail. Burning down the walls, in a attempt to rediscover our own paths, not to faultier anymore.
In the time we hide from existence we're bounded to the world, from the distant actuality in mind, ride back to the aspect of a life we thought once died, to the sound.
Right beside me, I feel it strong enough to take control, of my every conscience thought,
But I know now theres nothing real to look forward to but to watch all the ones I knew rise as they watch me slowly perish from the weight.
Abrupt time,
To the surrounding world, at the center, beyond infinite intelligence, we are condemned.
Thinner thoughts of a life brought up by a philosophy corrupt in gold, and if I could I would have taken the toll of reality and figured my own road.
I tried become what was expected from the situation, but nothing ever changed. The directions faded, a twisted way.
In the time we hide from existence we're bounded to the world, from the distant actuality in mind, ride back to the aspect of a life we thought once died, to the sound.
Take back our world.
Falling, down the sequence of hope and feel the concept change your perspective.
Falling, down the sequence of hope and feel the concept change your perspective.
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4. |
A Separate Equation
03:51
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Touch it close imagine your thoughts before the truth. Awaken soon.
Un spoken knowledge awaits a sooner doom then led before,
I'm buried in it's disguise.
I've taken surprise to where the situation lies.
Burn through emotions. Watch it all erode down to nothing more than
dust.
Holding onto the thoughts that hold us closer. Breaking the point of
impossibility.
These thoughts disrupt the real pressure resurrected from the life brought before.
I choose to follow what I've always thought.
I am the resolution, caught between the wrong way, but I still can feel it coming closer. Our stigma weighs us down.
The roads gone, our paths no longer cross. Against our will we separate.
I tried to resist but my consciousness is no longer owned.
But suddenly your anguish begins to change.
White washed walls of glyphs are surrounding me, reaching towards the final ending.
I will try to find in myself the power to succeed,
Passed the limitations of the human mind, to become an individual, takes more than what you're told.
I need to solve the separate equation.
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