Hurt, oppressed Smashed into darkness Down, deppressed You could not care less Despite the strains Some hope remains Pain repressed Suffering in silence
Leavens of fools betray the taste Of all the dreams that I embrace I have enough of all the waste There is a faith I must retrace I feel my burst of
A breach in incorporeality An entrance to intensity A passage to a strage immensity Admission to intricacy Intricacy Life brought you in its galleries
Mother holds the schemes of a life to be In the matrix mind you will have to roam Tripping over selective memory Down a channel that runs alone Glass
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Yesterday has been understood But its past hasn't been figured You would be surprised if you could For sure, today would be clearer No one is leaving
Une coulisse faite de pluie symptomatique Transpiration d'un exces d'amour pathetique Ternes couleurs d'un arc-en-ciel achromatique Et hier pourtant,
There is a poison in my mind My vain ambitions burn in me Another dream's buried alive Another heaven I'll never see So now the devil's in my soul And
Let's call it dynamo The energy, the electricity Let's call it dynamo Infinity, the omnipotency It's like a storm, a squall of energy A powerburst, the
Subtle vibrations invading your mind Counterprojections distorting the scenes Waves of coercion forbid you to climb Holding the presence of doubt in
Ruse of the snake He bites again Closing the light Cain has reborn Greed in the eyes Man has to fight Greed, ambition, vengeance Vectors of avarice
Incorporeal magnets pulling me from every side Obnubilation tries to throw me into its vortex Psychic whirl of thoughts feeding the storm inside Threshold
When the heart as to defy the reason You find yourself in a deep confusion Reach the wisdom of the overself Otherwise your mind is blocked and stray through
Always impress Always possess Cover the stress Never depress Kiss and repute Clean and pollute Share and dispute Deny the truth Don't be concerned Life
clinging to your soul They reach you from far Sucked onto a hole Resisting is war The unwanted trip begins Off beam, bedevilled You're struck by mystery
An abstract reality, kingdom of dissension Made of absurd situations An abstract reality, freedom of illusions Innate from a veracious fiction Imprisoned
You'll face your own apocalypse And the void you denied You forced your ingress into realms Ready meant to decline Your credit bliss has been overcharged
One has to see what isn't shown One has to hear what isn't said One has to get what can't be owned And then to live when all is dead Frustration is the
