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私たちの空
00:55
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We share one sky
Perhaps that is enough
Mistakes can not be erased
Apologies are only plasters
Farewell, farewell
I have spoken all I can
Streams of space and time separate our sorry mistakes
and all I have for comfort
is to know we see that same old sunrise
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2. |
Filth Stained Pillow
00:42
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My eyes have beheld my hands at work in darkness
The in-between, the only witness to my sinful deeds
The horrors of my darkest fears
Lust I have locked away
Unleashed upon my world of dreams so unwillingly
Am I to blame for what my mind has forced my hands to do in dreams?
Does this seed I have sown in aether stain my waking hands?
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3. |
Exotic Birdsong
00:57
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The only way to the sky
Are wings strengthened by exceeding oneself
Comfort offers no place to soar
Though shade from Fear, the gatekeeper of the sun
Monotony is but a drone
Stepping off ledger lines makes the melody
Forward! Outward! Break the lines, confines of the mind
Trails are simply where the Earth has died from the feet of many
To seek the carpets of purest flowers
One must venture into the tangles of the living
Away from that which is welcoming
Adventure breathes life to those who brave death
Seek out the songs of wilderness
The new and ancient melodies
Unheard by cowards
Arise in strength!
Within you lies the key
In bravery lies a force unstoppable
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Brick and mortar of the in between
Endless pieces to be arranged
The aether calls to be deconstructed and built up again
Spilling forth into the realm of five senses
But only so long to drag the pieces into the light
Life my own, such short time to create the world I wish consciously
All of these days, time flows, sun and moon
Begin to die as we grow
So little time for worlds to bloom
Hammers to construct and destroy
Waste not the time, the materials given
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5. |
Naked Anonymity
01:16
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Fade away into the noise that you’ve created for yourself
Endless clouds of self and aether
Hyperexpression leading down into obscurity
Overwhelming rains flood away details outlining the soul
In whirls of overwhelming sensation
The orchestra becomes a shroud in which we disappear
By hiding nothing, we hide everything
Find refuge in the endless sea of self expression
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6. |
Ropeburn
01:06
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The rope slips steady beneath my aching hands
Black and violent seas below rise up to consume
Red sparking sensation burns through my skin
Aching bodies whither over time
Dearly I cling harder
Blue drops of cold sting as hornets
Merciless, cold hearted waves
Mouth of a hungry, angry god
A vessel meant to deliver dwellers of the abyss
Slowly comes falling apart in the wrath of the storm
The ship sails on, yet will it sink?
Friged black still waits beneath
I fear for how this story ends
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7. |
消せる
00:50
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僕を消せる
僕を殺せる
どうでもいいんだ
僕が死なければいけないのを言え。
いないんだ。
透明でくだらない人
僕と君は興味ない。
終わるよ。
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8. |
Minitel - Zmajevdah
00:43
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9. |
Minitel - Distortion
00:36
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10. |
Minitel - Ordinate Axis
00:37
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11. |
Minitel - Vapid Soul
01:08
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12. |
Minitel - No End
00:34
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