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Hollow
02:21
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Hating the world, we are forced to love life,
to appreciate what is forbidden for the sake
of acceptability, to accept God in such
a way that the more evidence of existence ,
the less room there is for faith.
Lying to others, vile in relation to yourself,
selfish and inconsistent consciousness,
that forms a composite of aspirations
into the abyss of perfection,
Idealizing madness as freedom....
Hollow...
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Undone
04:15
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I’m dying in everything that brings me closer to my cherished dream.
I’m dying for every word before anybody hears my call.
I’m dying in everything when I become someone else.
And this someone else wants me to die in it
Sometimes the game is not worth the candle
And the target becomes poison
And it's unbearable
the fire of hell burning within
Breaking my loneliness
Time may turn back.
Darkness rising from the light
Shadows from the past may return again.
I’m dying in everything that gives me strength to rise up.
I’m dying in everything that moves me forward more than allowed.
I’m dying in everything that kills the madness of darkness.
I'm dying in everything that pulls me down into the abyss of doubt.
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Morbid
04:15
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We have no one to rely on
But only what burns inside
And this is not a big concern
but a given state of things,
It has always been this way and so it will be.
Understanding of what is happening
is not always the reflection of your personal beliefs,
or what you come to in the blink of an eye .
Moreover, there is not always the reason, just like the need for obligatoriness to at least realize something.
The main task is to make a choice - to accept or let it go.
And yet another try to find oneself
becomes a heavy burden with a high price for the knowledge of the world.
Predetermined by the course of things from possible events,
a series of moments become fate.
For those who are called human.
For those who are called human.
And what some consider to be the Truth
and the Highest Good
becomes the certainty
and the right to self-expression,
While for others it becomes unacceptable vile.
And obsessive contradiction
for calling themselves humans.
Feelings of guilt for cowardice,done or imposed,
becomes a yoke and leads astray so that one never reaches selfhood.
Cause-and-effect relationships burn out being hated by the same ones from the outside,doomed and aware of their helplessness.
For those who are called human.
And those shaking with their uselessness
But proud of their importance.
Raising flags in the name of lies
Strive into the abyss of madness.
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Apathy
03:09
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Like you never dreamed of being alone in the woods,
Feeling your freedom like a breath of frosty air
And wandering through the beautiful meadows, not remembering the past life
Fragrant at dawn and not knowing what the world of man is preparing.
The animal passion for life awakens the instincts to run,
Run feeling the sharpness of pain in the legs,feeling tired
Just marveling at how the blood boils in the veins,
Feeling the power and enjoying the magic created by nature.
The hunger for life takes over the eternal feeling of hunger,
From which the smell of blood gives sharpness to sensations
And the Bacchic impulse excites the mind
About the unknown but close to the unity of life.
Fear and disgust fade into the background,
When the wheel of fortune starts to spin backwards,
you can feel the breath of the abyss
In the end, emptiness comes from human hopelessness.
Everything falls into place like a puzzle
Concocted as a riddle for all philosophers
Of all times and generations that break it every time,
And then put all the pieces back together again,
As if it's going to change anything.
As if it will change the outcome or the beginning
And reveal the truth hitherto incomprehensible to anyone
Will open a new understanding and the essence of things,
Where God plays the first role of his mediocrity.
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Nobody
03:45
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It is woven from dust, pain and evil
Gluttonous creature empty inside.
The well of fears and the road to nowhere
God's road to destroyed cities.
Pale,sneaky,envious
full of self-loathing,
though dependent on the opinions of others
Human is a biped feebleness.
Chaos, despair, darkness.
The black haze of cursed souls.
Suffering of human is
The only reason for consciousness to be.
Desire contrary to reason
Even though it's against sanity
Always comes down to the possibility of choosing a poison
placed on the altar of self-sacrifice.
Staring awarness of one's own insignificance.
Man prefers to want Nothing rather than have nothing to want
For the sake of the knowing the bliss of his lust,
He tries to gain self-destruction.
And it would be naive to assume that changes towards humanity
Bring to reason consciousness and aspirations
Aimed at good intentions
And the new wondrous world,
Which has been through suffering
And sung by everyone.
Because there are those who will be against it.
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Social
04:02
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Back to the cave, to the origins of purity
Where the mind meets the dawn
Where the war of illusions ends
Where the darkness of every soul begins.
What else can happen besides the apocalypse,
If a person reaches his perfection
And there's nowhere else to go and climb,
There is nowhere else to rush and make excuses.
Nothing more to hope and wait for
Something better than what there is
And only those celebrate feasts,
Who sowed evil for the sake
Of their greatness and prosperity,
No matter what the price is and who pays it.
Whores triumph - they are greeted with honors
Everyone is so cute, with glasses of wine in their hands
And cheerful eyes, but without a penny to their soul.
And instead of reproach,there are hymns and majestic odes.
Everyone forgot the name of God,
There is no trace of fear left.
The night falls like a veil over the eyes.
And there is no war between heaven and earth
And there is no difference between body and soul.
Both are dead!
Both are dead!
...And the other was once alive.
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