Omnium Gatherum (FIN) : Spirits and August Light

Letras

1. WRITHEN

"To get out of smell of mould,
To get back on your feet again
Let every god have his day"
And again the leather is black as I lie on fragments of glass,
More broke than ever
No more ti amo

Trying not to hate the guts we all have
'Cause I got the guts and I feel the guilt
Now we still hate it when we play the part of the Greek

Vnhaa suolaa siihen haavaan joka vuotaa edelleen

And who swore not to let it out in here just to see the
boots rot away in one's feet
So better ring the bell of whoredom if it wants to ring,
Or just forget all perverse offerings

The writhing stays the same even if you got the guts
And you feel the guilt
Now we still hate it when we play the part of the Greek

Vanhaa suolaa siihen haavaan joka vuotaa edelleen
Minne sattuu ihmiseen
Vanhaa suolaa siihen haavaan joka vuotaa edelleen


2. DEATHWHITE

Free enough to see what's going on in there
A man has naught if not himself, not an island
Just the son of a gun

I'm sure you knew I ate it up to spit it out
In blinded mute ground, gasping for words buried
Yes you saw the lust for vengeance

I've had my fill, the share of losing
I've had my fill, the share of losing

The years in these worlds, more than I could feel anywhere
To get it crystallized at last

I've had my fill, the share of losing
I've had my fill, the share of losing

And when they all speak at the same time
They make me wonder what on earth in hell it was

And was it wise to seek release
In and through ex stasis

Did I face it all, standing
With the 'love, laugh, cry'
To say the things I truly feel

I've had my fill, the share of losing


3. THE PERFUMED GARDEN

I'm sick of all these scars
And thinking of you,
why you left me
'Cause I'd seen that love was true

The worst of me would tear it all away
But the worst of me could feel its whole grace

In the garden the fallen jesting
With souls burned black.
My mind is clear

The spring of that year
came back without a fear,
and they fell for you
Everyone for lost delight

The spring of that year
came back
And we have met again
And your scent is still the same, still the same

In the garden the fallen jesting
With souls burned black.
My mind is clear

The spring of that year came back
And they fell for you
Everyone for lost delight
The spring of that year came back
And we have met again
And your scent is still the same

I'm sick of all these scars
And thinking of you,
Why you left me
'Cause I'd seen that love was true
Why you left me
'Cause I'd seen that love was true


4. AMOR TONIGHT

I put my boots back on, brought them down from the attic
And they're so nice and broken,
With words unspoken to this city inside aflame

Here I am, like a crooked little lamb
So breathless
The world is trying to stop and the night is still
And it's still "if you only knew:"
Like an hour of doom, with broken bottles on the streets and Amor gone crazy
So crazy

As we feel afire
It's the summer of love and I feel afire

Just forgive me the bad weather
There's no love without faith and thine is dead,
No love except with Fati and thine is dead

So would you let me be, let me be the bastard Waleis
That I was meant to be tonight
So would you let me be, let me be the bastard Waleis
That I was meant to be
I was meant to be
I was meant to be
I was meant to be


5. CURE A WOUND

Throw your wishes at a stone, whenever feeling it
What has an endless sight
It never cared for us
Will the midnight sun ever be that black again

Take off more masquerades, longing to be touched
To be released in a way or another
Try harder and everything will be blending
Then tear it down

The wine's out of your cup
Don't cure a wound, no baby, that doesn't help at all

Throw your wishes at a stone, whenever feeling it
What has an endless sight
It never cared for us

The wine's out of your cup
Don't cure a wound, no baby, that doesn't help at all
The wine's out of your cup
Don't cure a wound, no baby, that doesn't help at all

"There's too many party people, the tough guys are even worse"
Oh if it's grey one should get lost, and you should know you spell it wrong
Let's bleed for the years that passed away
With seasonal affective disorder even in midsummer


6. THE EMPTINESS OF SPIRIT

How many paths must a man walk down until you call him a man
And if it isn't good I understand
With different rights

The days to settle down,
To hear what's going low
There's a bitter old ghost and a side trail every morning

How many paths must a man walk down until you call him a man
And when it comes to this
Easily for those with beer, honey

Waiting the days to settle down
To hear what's going low

And it's in the wind
The spirit blowing the answer to an asshole's face
Not to swear for nothing,
In synchronicity that's even still perfect

There's a bitter old ghost and a side trail every morning


7. WASTREL

Yes I can't deny the worn out and truthful, if it's picturesque
Though it's just a saying, not useful

Resolve that great chain of aging and fierce hours
So soon it becomes annoying to us

Yes between her thighs it was nothing
I don't know if she even lives, but you:
And I never was in need of touch unless it would come through my heart's shape
Not like they who say it in today's fashion

Now you know what's going on with me
Trying to steal the light

And in the evenings a slight chill in the air
I'm still here breathing, feeling so much better than I was last year
With a curtain of smoke

And in the evenings a slight chill in the air
The welkin not on my mind, nor anything it covers


8. SON'S THOUGHTS

For the one my window hides in its view...
To enlighten me if my love's real, or that faith
What's more bitter than the late spring

I forgot to live, seated in one of their fucking trains
Yes I forgot to live seated in one of those

And when the world is left I don't need an inscription to
remind for these things
If it's washing away, well, you know what

Praying on one's knees
Before bring salvation for every soul

I forgot to live, seated in one of their fucking trains
Yes I forgot to live seated in one of those

When in search of clarity, the way is lost in itself
Gone into its own walker
And every shadow has its bearer of shadow
Every shadow has its bearer of shadow

(A son with the thought of not standing his demise
Still afraid of getting a lethal disease)

And the clauses they were, they were all without reins
Though didn't want to lose, didn't want to lose my heart
Somewhere in the mists of my blurred daily consciousness
The thought of not standing a disease


9. IT SHINES

The world's broken when I'm not here,
And if we take it to its limits...
Maybe no beauty left
Seeing things that aren't ours
For truth and delusion, any kind of a difference

But on that night it felt like home
With a small amount of love and that cliche
Classy pale white face
What her sad eyes brought me

"And I want to be, I want to be where the sun is shining
I want to have you there beside me
And take me back to where the magic is
'Cause this fucking head it's hurting"

Searching for bliss from between the lines,
And if i'm given the chance:
Moving in this world with good luck in the veins
'Cause so far, yeah so far I've suffered too

But no more dog-like martyrs to be
With these heads to shine hurt and curse
And no, I could not sleep at night when its throes held me high

"And I want to be, I want to be where the sun is shining
I want to have you there beside me
And take me back to where the magic is
'Cause this fucking head it's hurting"


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