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Halocline
05:23
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They fill our screens and get inside our heads
Like tentacles squeezing our free thoughts
Calling you for the submission, but they are us, we are them... let’s cross the line!
Can’t you see the world outside?
Don’t you feel we’re lost inside?
Blurring our minds with strategic convenience
Guiding our own behavior
But I want to be conscious, I want to be aware, I always want to... have a word to share!
Can’t you see the world outside?
Don’t you feel we’re lost inside?
Let’s feel the difference
See from above
Cross the feelings
Experience them both
You and me and we alone
Have a lookout of our own
Come along, be here with me, perceive the halocline
Here in our knowledge, observing the line
I am forever yours, you are forever mine
Forever mine
Halocline
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Obliterative subsumption
of all primordial life
Stoked with questions and answers not related
Craved with emotions
To pursue the reason why
A delightful misconception of reality
Our perception thus becomes: We are not what we see
Trapped into a dense cloud unguided and lost...Lost
Set me free, Emerge from above
Beyond our delusion of consciousness
Complex machine, we are
Beyond our delusion of consciousness
A delightful misconception of reality
Our perception thus becomes: We have no free will
Spectral reflectance from our imperfections
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Book of Life
06:09
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Beneath the lines, far beyond
A pledged path, Immortal, From God’s domain
Wallowing in crestfallen guilt
For whom tries to read
Ancient spells summoned
By the guardians of the Styx
Mother of all grief will be born
No one will rest in peace
The book of life
Beneath the lines, far beyond
A pledged path, Immortal, from God’s domain
Written with blood of grief
The answer you’ll find is
A dark essence, a pledged path
Sculpted beneath the lines
Mother of all grief will be born
No one will rest in peace
The book of life
Trapped between the...Trapped between the lines
Lies the secret... to unleash the judgment
Death’s sweet scent creeps
Mesmerized you’ll fall deep
Into the river of the Styx
The book of life
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Compos Mentis
05:20
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No... One... can... blame... me
The beast is alive, no one can blame me Believe it or not, I want to make it right
Aware of the living and the dead
There is no one that can make me understand
It’s an error
Compos mentis
Believe it or not, I won't make it right
No one can blame me, the beast is alive
Abrupt outburst of rage
That awakens the beast inside
I can’t hold it
Compos mentis
I feel the sparkle in my eyes
Don’t run my dear, we’ll make it through
Your screams are pyres for your funeral
Compos...! Mentis...!
It's alive! I still hear your whispers
Farewell my beauty, I’m beyond salvation
Non compos mentis
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Sentidos a Morrer
05:21
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Range os dentes, grita melodia mórbida
Rasga a pele, aguenta... Sempre, sempre em espiral
Corre
Sente a raiva, sente a dor
Sente enquanto ainda há cor
Mergulha na escuridão
Sem medo do escurecer
Sente a trepidação
Dos sentidos a morrer
Ansiedade a brotar, é de rir e de chorar
Abre os olhos, esforça-te... Sempre, sempre em espiral
Foge daqui, do fim
Sente alento, o fulgor
Acabando já sem cor
Recorda a correria
Dos dias que já não são
E no pináculo da alegria
Sente que não foi em vão
Recordar, sentir que não foi em vão... Que não foi em vão
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Vultures
05:39
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Between worlds, unleashed to feed from existence... from you, from us
Between worlds lies a timeless path
Beyond knowledge crawls a creature
Behind a false mask
soon you will be dust, foolish thoughts of you
You stand in awe waiting for the end to come
Shadows from the night, silence in your screams
Walk through the narrow path and you’ll see...!
Godless souls, life is death now
An opaque mirror that seems like a window
No hope to believe in
Lost in perception, that feels like a passage
Silence becomes storm
And thoughts are thorns forever
Vultures!
Vultures, crawling for flesh
Lifeless, nevermore to shine
Strong bonds keep you from oblivion
Stranded fate is just a portrait
You stand in awe waiting for the end to come
Shadows from the night...
Silence in your screams...
The straight line becomes a circle
Death is Life
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In This Place
05:53
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We are lost in a maze, locked inside consciousness
This place is a whole, life trapped us here
The only escape is to forget
Forget we won’t ever get out of here
In this place we all die alone, we die alone
In this place... close your eyes, feel the truth
We all die... feel the weight of our souls...alone
I feel death approaching. Take me. I’m ready to die, to fly
“Fall with me, take my hand
I won’t perish alone”
Her longing eyes contemplate the sky
She dives in this whole now
In this place we all die alone, we die alone
In this place... close your eyes, feel the truth
We all die... feel the weight of our souls
In this place we all die alone, we die alone!
In this place... we die alone.
Life is being able to feel the run until we die
Death will lead the way!
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Social Solitude
07:24
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Dark empty look, insecure trembling legs
Shaking knees and falling steps
Lamenting to himself his own loss of will, cursing someone else
No one knows how did he end up this way
His mystery will remain
His mystery will remain
Between spaces, between times
Drawing a misunderstood lifeline
Incoherent, undefined
Without purpose or deadline
Between spaces, between times
Incoherent and undefined
In the shadow of our despise
His poor appearance is a disguise
Surrounded by everyone, forever forgotten, in this solitude
No one knows how did he end up this way
His mystery will remain
Inside his aerial cell
Between spaces, between times
Drawing a misunderstood lifeline
Incoherent, undefined
Without purpose or deadline
Forever forgotten
In this social solitude
No friendship or possessions
No history to be told
Nothing ever conquered
And nothing to hold
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