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01. The Kept

Music by Deceased
Disfigured alone the other side of me I''ve seen myself from inside
Turned around I face identity it''s the only shadow in my past
On this new day I approach it from the outside inside wants nothing more
From me

Transplant ready
Keeping what it wants from me
The change is coming
What will be kept when all is done?

Is the image even broken staring back at me or is the aura just showing
What''s inside?
No one can ever tell you which image is correct the only one that''s sure
Is no one
Reflections of a person an existence of the flesh but flesh is worthless
Without mind

Transplant ready
Keeping what it wants from me
Change is coming
What will be kept when all is done?

The fears I fear yet never have I made the change
For years and years yet every day it ends the same
Lost touch lost time I''m growing older not so wise
Mature, naive, and every day it ends the same

Lost touch lost time I''m growing older not so wise
Mature, naive, this really has to end

I''ve uncovered more to the stagnate man detached the holding shell
There''s a million ways to rebuild the mind an always changing force

Through trial and error thought for thoughts there''s a feel I''m looking for
A connected aura trying to take hold just a little more

Now caught in a brainstorm thoughts all locked away right here at the
Start now I stand
Maybe I''ll find at some other time my ways can never be changed
This lesson I''ve taken is nothing new at all keeping face just the best
That I can

Transplant failure
Keeping all that is me
Makes no changes
I''ve kept it all for I am me!!!

The fears I fear yet never have I made the change
For years and years yet every day it ends the same
Lost touch lost time I''m growing older not so wise
Mature, naive, and every day it ends the same

Lost touch lost time I''m growing older not so wise
Mature, naive, today wont end the same

Behind the faces which we own sits a long lost entity
Beyond the mask we hide our pain through the faces that we keep

02. The Funeral Parlour's Secret

Music by Deceased
They haul the dead from corpse to burial so the soul can mend
They show you care in this saddening time with a heartfelt good intent
Cadavered loved ones safe and blessed until the funeral
Unaware of the haunts and scares inside you soon to spoil

Respected wishes now intact you want only to unwind
The caring hand of the funeral parlor helps to ease your mind
But death isn''t easy on the heart of the always mourning soul
Eating at you like a starving fiend, can you keep control?

The door is open for escape
And can be locked once you''re outside
Morbid feelings grow to damage
Thoughts you can''t deny

All our lives we thrive to live
There''s always obstacles
Challenge is stay afloat
And find closure to it all

The tear is sharp and gnaws at you
Digging in your mind
Death has screamed down in your ears
And it''s growing only louder

All our lives we thrive to live
There''s always obstacles
Challenge is stay afloat
And find closure to it all

Death has set it free!!!

Escape, resist, choices
Calling

Decide, outcome, it''s time
Waiting

Escape, resist, choices
Calling

Decide, outcome, it''s time
Choose your fate!!!

No more waiting hanging on
Grab a hold of it all
Life is waiting take it''s wings
Push the darkness down

All our lives we thrive to live
There''s always obstacles
Challenge is stay afloat
And find closure to it all

Sadness owns you look away
Close your eyes to the hordes
Failing pasts can be left, forgot
Make your struggles nothing more

All our lives we thrive to live
There''s always obstacles
Challenge is stay afloat
And find closure in it all

Death has set it free!!!

Escape, resist, choices
Calling

Decide, outcome, it''s time
Waiting

Escape, resist, choices
Calling

Decide, outcome, it''s time
Choose your fate!!!

Buried in tombs of emotions
A grief intensified
It lurks around and grabs ahold
Of an unsafe mental mind

Will you calm it slow it down
Frenzy strong indeed
Find the power find the strength
Stand up, face the gloom

Hurricane of dark emotion
Spins rabid through and through
Unlock the courage from it''s grasp
Let life live on through you

Can you calm slow it down
Frenzy strong indeed
Find the power find the strength
Stand up and face the gloom

The funeral parlours secret!!!

Losing time you must react
Slipping mind grows short
Broken thoughts do you no good
You have lost this mental war

All our lives we thrive to live
There''s always obstacles
Challenge is to stay afloat
And find closure to it all

Lack of action leaves you lost
Mind is swollen shut
Walls now closing it''s too late
Forever deaths door staying locked

All our lives we thrive to live
There''s always obstacles
Challenge is to stay afloat
And find closure to it all

Death has set it free!!!

Unsure, too late, past tense
Closure

No time, declined, your mind
No thought

Unsure, too late, past tense
Closure

No time, declined, your mind
Slows you down

03. A Witness To Suspiria

Music by Deceased
Enslaved!

Discordant, enchanting, morbid yet focused firm
A whisper of evil sounds ghastly and disturbed
Flamboyant disturbing the shock attracts me there
Ring master the leader three ring torture abbatoir

Prepare for the abbatoir!

There''s sickness in numbers so terribly deranged
No eager resistence to pull my soul away
A matrix that guides them tells me that all wrong is right
Subconscious has held out apprehension fails

Prepare for the abbatoir!

Suspirian planet summons me to go to them
They force me to follow I have no choice I''m now its slave

Enslaved!

A witness to...suspiria
From my skull explodes my eyes
And there they roll across the land
A witness to..suspiria
Fragile quest lies right ahead
On I go into this world

Enslaved!

A witness to...suspiria
Madness looms through visuals
What I see I can''t explain

I just can''t explain

Discordant, enchanting, morbid yet focused firm
A whisper of evil sounds ghastly and disturbed
Flamboyant disturbing the shock attracts me there
Ring master the leader three ring torture abbatoir

Fed to the abbatoir!

Suspirian planet summons me to go to them
They force me to follow I have no choice I''m now its slave

A slave, their slave, insane in suspiria!

04. Unwanted Memories (It Always Ends In Tears)

Music by Deceased
Unimagined scenarios
Stain my living mind
Feed this into the thought machine
Of anyone but me

Take this pain take it all away
And rid forever from my mind
Take from me
Unwanted memories

Unsettled direction
Is where my mind cant go
Shut it down or witness now
The grasp of lunacy

Take this pain take it all away
And rid forever from my mind
Take from me unwanted memories
I will not live insanity
I can''t defeat my mind
Nail up the door to my horror
Leave it all behind

Leave it all behind
Unwanted memories
I will not live insanity
I can''t defeat my mind
Nail up the door to my horror
Leave it all behind

I live for life i can''t deal with this
Smothering my days
The thoughts that sit there in my mind
Life is so restrained

Take this pain take it all away
And rid forever from my mind
Take from me unwanted memories
I will not live insanity
I can''t defeat my mind
Nail up the door to my horror
Leave it all behind

Leave it all behind
Unwanted memories

Over and over it tears away at me
Can''t stop it now it owns my mind unwanted memories

Then suddenly it comes to me
On how to clear my mind
I''ll join these pictures in my thoughts
I welcome suicide

Suicide
No more memories
I now can die with sanity
I did defeat my mind
Nailed up the door to my horror
It''s all been left behind

Replacing all the worst of times
With the curing act of death
All of this just memory now
The non-thinking man lives best

05. Missing A Pulse

Music by Deceased
Sense the fate that''s in hand feel the wheels stop turning
Confirmed blood is dead stop the flesh and bone
I think it''s quite intriguing these thoughts we wonder
The end comes much too soon pulse is running slow

There''s no real knowledge of this lingering feeling in our veins
There''s no real identity to it all...

As present as all this is no one real word describes it
Feelings of something more goes ripping through the brain
I think it''s quite intriguing constant thoughts of what is out there
Some things, some times never to be explained!

There''s no real knowledge of this lingering feeling in our veins
There''s no real identity to it all.
Very alone yet inside of us it is more then just a feeling
For with every birth one day there is goodbye!

Inflicted by the curse of doom sands of time delivered
Some things, some times never to be explained!

There''s no real knowledge of this lingering feeling in our veins
There''s no real identity to it all.
Very alone yet inside of us it is more then just a feeling
For with every birth one day there is goodbye!

Missing pulse now freshly cut transplanted life somewhere else
It strays away to joyous cells completely unattached to flesh and bone

Missing pulse now passed away tainted senses find demise
Pulse beat prisoner with the stare production halted and compromised

We must prepare for that one time day to exact the things we fear
Face the truth we''re all death''s children growing to die
And there is nothing in this world that can stop the death of life
For with every birth one day there is goodbye
Missing a pulse!!!

Present as all this I, no one real word describes it
Feelings of something more goes ripping through the brain
I think it''s quite intriguing constant thoughts of what is out there
Some things, some times just never to be explained!

There''s no real knowledge of this lingering feeling in our veins
There''s no real identity to it all.
Very alone yet inside of us it is more then just a feeling
For with every birth one day there is goodbye
Missing a pulse!

06. Craving Illness

Music by Deceased
Open wounds the open gash let it all begin
Disease it dances on the grave and celebrates the end, the end!

Away with smiles away with life destroying all in time
Craving illness carries on marching down the line

Gnawing at the guts of man a vicious, craving illness
Trauma lives inside us all it''s turned a healthy world

Gnawing at the guts of man a vicious, craving illness

On it goes it never rests start the morbid heave
Bringing on the living ghost a whiter shade of pale, so pale!

So fast it takes them from the joy ugliness alive
That person slumped in that chair looks nothing like mankind

Gnawing at the guts of man a vicious, craving illness
Trauma lives inside us all it''s turned a healthy world

Gnawing at the guts of man a vicious, craving illness

It turns and it feeds
Attacking the world
DISEASE, DISEASE

It''s craving forever
And it''s never fulfilled
Gnawing at the guts of man a vicious, craving illness

Reduced to nothing taken down failing hand now falls
A skeleton of broken mass the wicked''s taken hold, stronghold

The living left to grief and mourn unveil the black of death
Watch the pupils fade away and stop the view of life

Gnawing at the guts of man a vicious, craving illness
Trauma lives inside us all it''s turned a healthy world

Gnawing at the guts of man a vicious, craving illness

The living left to grief and mourn unveil the black of death
Watch the pupils fade away stop the view of life

Turned body of the healthy human life
Illness takes our mind
Attacking ''til we die
Destroys the one you love

07. A Visit From Dread

Music by Deceased
Unselfish the death is passed to someone new
Dreadful dreary night will set the tone

Night, this evil night, for on this night
It knows who''ll be the one to die
Night, this evil night, for on this night
The grip of death''s closer
Night, this evil night, for on this night
The waiting line to suffer
Night, this evil night, for on this night
It was always you who''d be the one to die!

Say your prayers and lock your doors from a visit from dread
The only chance you had is gone the visitor''s here
Beware the errors in your life a visit from dread
Say your prayers and lock your doors the visitor''s here
Say your prayers and lock your doors from a visit from dread
The only chance you had is gone the visitor''s here
Beware the errors in your life a visit from dread
There are no prayers no doors to lock the victim is you!

08. Fright

Music by Deceased
A spell bounding moment sure to end in fright
A scenario of awful things
Clinging always to my mind, living always in my mind
Why wait the final outcome I know it''s here for me
The fork is waiting in the road
Clinging always to my mind, living always in my mind

In us all there''s terror in us all there''s fear
To face this all together every part of me is scared
My heartbeats growing faster and my skin is turning pale
Fright is truly what I am beware I must beware

Charging is the terror and striking are my fears
I see it coming closer now
Clinging always to my mind, living always in my mind
For me I can''t avoid it no safety to my grave
Within myself I feel the scare
Clinging always to my mind, living always in my mind

(moving and turning moving and turning)
I scream for this to go away
(moving and turning moving and turning)
Let this all just go away

(moving and turning moving and turning)
Like scary pictures in a dream
(moving and turning moving and turning)
Oh how I wish this was a dream

I hear them now they call to me my hearing''s full of fright
Torture building in my brain with their never ending cries, never
Ending cries

I see them now they look at me my seeing''s full of fright
The torture building in my brain a never ending sight, never ending sight

Upon me now it''s happened the terror clings to me
It''s taken hold not letting go
Clinging always to my mind, living always in my mind
The road is there before me I''m heading into fear
The traveled road awaits me now
Clinging always to my mind, living always in my mind

In us all there''s terror in us all there''s fear
To face this all together every part of me is scared
My heartbeats growing faster and my skin is turning pale
Fright truly what I am beware I must beware

Beware, Beware!