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Tyrants
06:16
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Bleeding sky bring in the horizon
Goosebumps when tyrants arise
Sinking sun, I’ll greet their arrival
A glowing pyre and a sharp scythe
Good vibrations, bad vibrations
Blame it on my equilibrium
Must be tricks of my imagination
Realization, delirium
Get out of my sight
Ghostly eyes seek my attention
Bid farewell to my afflicted heart
Double mirror reflecting a million
Wicked visions from inside of mine
Good vibrations bad vibrations
Blame it on my equilibrium
Must be tricks of my imagination
Realization, delirium
Magic trinkets for protection
Will I ever set myself free
These tyrants are my own creation
I’ll shut them up in the grave with me
and take them out of my mind
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Skirmish
04:40
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Watch your back bleeding out, it’s OK
You would not stand a chance some might say
Hit the ground, empty sound, taste of clay
Put those haughty looks away
Your sight is out a skirmish
But you can give them what they wish
And just put them aside
Wipe them out and turn the tide
Foes will try to put you down, not today
No escape, once again dragged away
They hit the ground, empty sound, taste of clay
With their haughty looks away
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Endless
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4. |
My Only Link
04:48
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Would be all the time you saw me around
Would you recognise the truth in my eyes
If you had to tell the story of us
Could you be so sure like you are now
You seem worried
Does it not turn hard to make no mistakes
When this joy seemed so humane
What else could we do to not be afraid
Otherwise we are dragged away
Would be all that time I smiled to your face
Could it be my only link
If you had to tell the story of us
Would you say it was humane
You seem worried
The time you saw me around
Oh when I see your face
few little things remain
I remember all the same
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5. |
Sunset Room
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6. |
The Singing Mountain
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7. |
Godspeed!
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8. |
Loose
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