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Into the Whaleflesh
04:47
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Drawing over the spear
beneath the horror, near
Running away from commands
over seas' golden sands
Into the whaleflesh arise
adorn for final lies
ingress out of pain
permit by sovereign
Through the final fear
The maker spared the tear
Three days into the beast
symbolic time, at least
the skies anticipate
releasing altered hate
for all that god lets live
this is a brand new deal
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The Light that Blinds
04:15
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Out on the Light that blinds I wander
thunderbolts penetrate this skin
I feel my body parts to molder
Corruption from static within
Right, for me / after All I got
this electric field / wearing down
I would pass it on / For humanity
To bear the pain / and the damage done
Out on the light....
right indeed / After all this time
This conformity / Wearing down
I would pass it on / for humanity
To reform the path/of significance
Cause I would bear the pain
And pain wont go away
and body parts are now corrupt
for the humanlike mysteria
And I tried, to face the god
The energy that rapid strikes
but body parts are now corrupt
for the humanlike mysteria
Out on the light....
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Entropia
07:28
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Don't get betrayed from your own (differentiate)
don't be ashamed for your own (disintegrate)
There's never late to carve a road (recalibrate)
Through the bitterness of past
By rainfall I'm hearing whispering voices
of flow and not return
Infertile days , spent on corrosion
walking to an inevitable end
Returning to a circular emotion
that never ever goes away
Dissolving the desires and noises
that should be fulfilled and heard
Engraved in pain - wearied frail soul
Eumbered and stressed - time to divide
Reverse the tides - carrying hope away
On dashing waves - blazing a trail
By tempest rise - altering the fate
Out of the blue
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Cracks on broken jars of souls
coat in golden leaves
Mirrors of one's reasoning
the beholder's eye
Seeking for eternity
in a barren land
Walking all around in circles
never reaches end
Jars containing mud
and Mirrors fall apart
This unrelenting time
is tearing past apart
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so is it just to rip apart
all that consist this shape
and reconform this very dust into new cause
Even though a promise floats
on high skies untouched
so could it all be redefined
By nightfall I'm seeing fading lights
(of predictable return)
Infertile days , spent on ruminations
in strangulating chains of past that burn
Spinning to a circular procedure
that feels it has to go away
Bearing the cross or escaping fate
both do hurt , but you decide what unchains
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