Abandoned Elysium : Abandoned Elysium

Progressive Death / Estonia
(2014 - Self-Produced)
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1. THE RUBIK'S CUBE

We must strive for our dreams.
We cannot deny our hearts.
The hourglass is shifting.
We must find a way.


2. CAGE

Wake up and burn with me,
For we are alone.
Wake.

Burning skies, pulverized, bloodbath.
A perfect suite to evil mind.
We are trapped in a cage,
This is not meant to be.

Wake up, burn with me.
I will show you,
How deep this can go.
Lies or truth ?

This is a wake up call,
Another pride of words to freedom.

Let us unify, and make it simple.
Don't be scared now, ignorance is far behind.
The system will fall,
Before you even notice,
The blind wash.

Mindless power, weak format.

It is all corrupt.
Where the fuck are the answers ?
Burning skies, pulverized,
It's on repeat, killing us all.

This is your choice,
For we live in a cage.
Humanity far forgotten.
Die trying.


3. RESTLESS

Can you sleep ?
Now that the massacre has finally arrived,
And now your friends are fed to the pigs.
Will you sleep ?
Bring it.

Under the iron sky,
Marching they come,
Marking up, everyone,
No you wont escape.

Under the iron sky,
Marching they come,
Marking up, everyone,
No you wont escape.
Escape for noone, forevermore.
Noone will escape this.

You are lead to deep sleep.

Under the iron sky,
Marching they come,
Marking up, everyone,
No you wont escape.

Under the iron sky,
Marching they come,
Marking up, everyone,
No you wont escape.

And when the march of terror ended,
All that was left of the land
Was the quiet wind of death.
Was this it ?
Wind of death,
And ashes.
Ashes..

Shoot, shoot, shoot,
Make them bleed.
Shoot, shoot, shoot,
No mercy for the deceiver.
No mercy for the enemy.
Will you sleep ?
Can you sleep ?


4. BROKEN ROPES, LOST ENDINGS

I am lost

Born to a wasteland,to taste, smell, see,
What weve so loved
To wear until, nothing left.
Nothing left !

Mark the words
For mould, will be cheap as gold.

Is this really whats left,
Left for the youngest to feast ?
Only the spine of an animal.
This is unbelievable.

Until the sky decends,
May you be happy to,
(We are waiting to be sick)
Consume fucking everything

Mark the words
For mould, will be cheap as gold.
Mark the words
For mould, will be cheap as gold.

Is this really whats left,
Left for the youngest to feast ?
Only the spine of an animal.
This is unbelievable.

The atlas cries.
As you sit on it all,
Pointing names, licking fingers.

Wake me up on the day
When the sky is not raining black tears
Wake me up on the day
When the sky is not raining black tears
Wake me up in the morning
When the sky is not raining black tears...


5. CHOOSING THE RIGHT PATH

Are you trying to take me under ? Down !

This is the part where we collide.
This is the part where you take your choice.
You were not meant to do this. You !
You're running in circles,
You're running in circles for life, baby !

Give us this knowlege,
No matter how, we need this more
Than anything right now.
Hardest of all, help us choose,
From the hardest paths of all.
All.
Under.

Are you trying to take me under ?

This, line.

We have no answers left.
Take this road,
Or follow me.
We are too blind to see,
We are too blind to see.

We need this more,
Than anything right now.
Hardest of all, help us choose,
From the hardest paths of all.
All.

Are you trying to take me under ? Down !

This is the part where we collide,
This is the part where you take your choice.


6. PROPHET

Im high of the demon's inside of me,
They are saying my name.
Over and over again.

Take my blackened bones,
Take my burned lungs.
This is all i have left.
The becoming works from in to out.

The prophet call's my name.

Let me hear the rain sing,
Sing the darkest song.

We're high of the demon's inside of us
They are saying our name's.
Over and out, again,
Over and over again.
We are not living, not living our lives
No one will notice, the unwanted death.

Be damned, for life is an option,
You chose, but under these conditions.
We are not living, not living our lives
No one will notice, the unwanted death.

We are all as good as dead,
So why give in ?
Use your every fucking bone.
Use your every fucking bone.
Use, your, every fucking bone.
While you still can.


7. ODYSSEY

(Instrumental)


8. BLINDNESS REVEALING SICKNESS

To rip our hopes and dreams

Silently, we get torn apart.
We have entered a dream,
Harvesting has begun.
The harvesting has begun.
As confined rights to live
Cripple the lightened ones.

An illusion so tight,
Blindness revealing sickness

The evil men know their game,
This sick race has found a way
(To rip our hopes and dreams).

An illusion so tight,
Blindness revealing sickness.
For once,
Men have to look in the eyes of
The creator.

Chemicals,
Please soften the nerves of martyrs (x3)


9. EXODUS

This is not a redemption,
For we lay waste
To our home, called upon ourselves
To make something happen.

This is no redemption.

Ride.

We walk, die.
Remember this my friends,
For we are facing extinction.
We claim you to climb down from the top
And face us, eye to eye.

We walk and die.
Ride out, to make things right.

We must find,
The inner knowlege.
Human race
Ride out, to make things right

My very last breath
Stand's up.
It stands up.
It has never been so evolved.


10. DARK HALLWAYS, OPEN SKIES

Walking, on this bitterness road
Breeding death stories to friends
Thinking "I cant be trailed"
Until the day, your heart collapses.

Yeah

Who tought you bled, this night ?
The sins behind your teeth and tounge
Have become one.
Who tought, the end was so sharp and shiny ?
(F*ck you and all of your d*ck crew).
Blood trickle on the asphalt
Cold night, on the street
I wont save your skin
Nomore.
You're so cold

Body left, lifeless
In seconds, the desease is vanished
In years, we will forget


11. FALSE EDEN

There is always going to be a time,
But will you do something,
When the time comes ?
People with nothing more to give
Staring with their empty looks,
In the eyes of a greedy bastard.

Condemned system for condemned nation,
No need to fix anything,
Throw it all away.

Where is the point of being free
When other half of us are in pain ?
Searching in the minds of the most of us,
Seeking answers to questions, left unanswered.
Where is the point of being free,
When other half of us are in pain ?
Where is the point of being free,
When other half of us are in pain ?

Where will you run to,
When there is no place to go ?
What will you do,
When there is no elysium left to escape ?

Where will you run to,
When there is no place to go ?

There is always,
Going to be a time,
But will you do something
When the time comes ?

Beware the footsteps,
They lead to our doorstep,
And this doorstep,
Will be our own doom.


12. SLEEPING AT THE GATES OF HEAVEN'S HELL

I loved the fucking siren
As limerence took me away.
Chained, and buried,
Beneath every lie.
This will take some time,
Better worry, you have a dept to pay.

Now who's left in the forest,
The forest of apathy ?
An endless treeline,
They watch your every move.
An endless treeline,
As you burn in regret.

Walk to your nest
And bury all the shame,
That is in this flesh.
Walk to your nest
And bury all the shame,
That is in flesh.

I loved the siren.
As limerence took me away,
I liked the way that she sang.
Sleeping at the gates
Of heaven's hell.
Sleeping at the gates of hell.
Sleeping at the gates
Of heaven's hell.
Sleeping at the gates of hell.


13. SYMPATHY

(Instrumental)

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