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01 - Intro/Unreasonably Forlorn Hours So why the chosen one I am? To sit there in an empty room Smashed with the wind's cold hands Frozen by the winter's kiss In this unreasonably forlorn hours It's better to fall asleep Eyes welcomin' night Sinkin' in a silent cry To get inside - it's fillin' up my head Through veins to heart I'm gettin' high - above myself I... I am so far, lost in mind, havin' time of my death So why is this room the chosen one For me to sit there in an emptiness? Who let the wind to smash my face? To carry winter's kiss? In this unreasonably forlorn hours It's better to fall asleep This time's so pitiful Morpheus makes me dream "I'm inside your mind I'm among your blood I'll make you say words you don't understand I'll make you beg me to go away" 02 - World Built On Sand In your enchanted land In your strange demi-world Live delusions That excite your ego, Caress your vanity A bit of hypocrisy Some connections And to have a ready tongue Then you create a magic frame of big world Simulated friendships Invented events Some achievement You enjoy living in this illusory show You dive in a charming dream And you let the others believe in it But what will remain of nothing? What will remain of you? 03 - Irmao Irmao - I see that little faith in eyes And I hear "No one I can trust" Believe in me Unforgetable mistakes You made I don't remember now Don't fade away You aren't an icon of past, You aren't an opaque flashforward You are the fragments of looking-glass Broken but reflective We have yet time to rend our garments To look out of the window: Did destiny change it's mind? To empty the eyes of despair overabundance We have yet enough time And I am not your god, but weak and imperfect Although I can be Your humble monastery Where you may deposit Doubts anger or reveries Don't recede towards an abstract space before the time prescribed Before this compulsory separation I can show you the charm of ordinary day Elementary colours Don't shut yourself off at the land of Arctic Leave your dreams of solitude Fake misanthropic reality Let's enjoy that true presence I'm a sacred vase with divine breath 04 - Lust To Imprison Naked witch on my bed Is it disease or lust? Show me what's on your mind Is it so hard? I'm here just to crawl in your legs I'm to suck your breasts Unleash your anger, desire and pain I want to suffer (lucifire on my mind)...raging soul What's on your mind? Is it so hard? Don't worry no one will get known Whose job that bloody scar is I know that you're not human You're beast Your nails on my back drawing the picture of madness Your lips passionate, but face expressing the sadness Why, please thell me why? Am I too weak to give you pleasure or am I too real? 05 - Obsession Elyseenne I hope I won't have to Endure despite the curses And the bad wills No need to resign To express or to choose And to loose for you the heart To be but face to face To have the approval of your traits No tricks, no intrigues This enigmatic promiss makes That I will never think: It's too late I want to submerge (myself) Into your grandeur's seems Into God's visiting card And to look inside your soul Realize - I'm not alone You care No tricks, no intrigues 06 - The Arabesque I'm shattered, in pieces And lost in the ice abyss I am biting my numb lips The arabesque of hurting Hiding all of the visions Under the curtain of despair Swallowing bitter experience I am (You're) A sea of cold flames, masterpiece of force Art of sacred rules You never defrost? Fever atmosphere, diverging thoughts A melody of discords, phariseean love "I'm an empty shell Echo's treasury Dancing on the waves Memories among storm's insanity All falling leaves won't remind you of me" This punitive ...sounds This blazing ...eyes This bitter ...words Still wish I had died But I'll sink a million times In the sea of cold flames Still alive Is the pain infinitive? Then I am really shattered Laying on your arras body In this ancillary position Like a burnt offering "Sweat covered my forehead Hands tied up in embrace Tongues of burning pleasure I am" You ornate me with your design of power The complex mosaic of an interior movement The intricate czardas dance - pleasure and pain You're a sea of vivid flames I am panchromatic matter A masterpiece of love The arabesque of suffer I'll swim a million times in plurima incendia Later, disobidient, go inshore Spend hours waiting in the antechamber of your grace Finally look for an antidote lyrics added by Marcellus - Modify this lyrics
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