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On squalid and stony walls
When the mind to the thinking bows
Sexton of the stygian shrine
Is falling into the same mistake

One guardian is lost, one man understood
Still dust on the crown like legend

On squalid and stony walls
When the mind to the thinking bows
Sexton of the stygian shrine
Is falling into the same mistake
How many times the question passed?
No matter first nor last
Escape from earth to dungeon space
Two eyes suffocated by pointing words

One guardian is lost, one man understood
Still dust on the crown like legend

How many times the question passed?
No matter first nor last
Escape from earth to dungeon space
Two eyes suffocated by pointing words

Let the existence of the devil sleep
To see and feel what should have been given
If the serpent wasn't hungry
And she is ready to hold his sin

Farewell to the philosopher
In a century of damned tales
Age redolent of scorn with touchable things
Scavenged only by the abnormal force
Of the no choice

Still the sexton envenomed with fear
In a funeral full of lights and fervent happiness
Of ignorance

On squalid and stony walls
When the mind to the thinking bows
Sexton of the stygian shrine
is afalling into the same mistake

With every tongue's speech revival reach

Those who saw my figure and name
Defined me as a ghost
Deaf and blind witness mute paralyzed witness
In every moment a witness dies by his throne

Through the physical presence
And nameless paradoxical law
Under one cover of raft ways
Hours became minutes
And minutes became decay

Deaf and blind witness mute paralyzed witness
in every moment a witness dies by his throne

Protect your servitude and blow
A wind to deflower its vow
At the time my bones grow old
My flesh will whisper a song of gold
More than a simple sight will make
A difficult view for you to take

As long as I measure the distance
One more
step is added to my existence
As I am trying to reach my avoidance
One more clue is added to my evidence

Purvey the gruesome of the witness
So he can forget

As long as I measure the distance
One more step is added to my existence
But if you reached at the end of your faith
You will believe that there was always
A sky as a source for these dirty drops of rain
Covering your brain

Help those who need extreme help
And find out a true experience
Only one bullet remained
To replace fear by a fake dream
In the four corners of this useless hopeless stream
Absorb their saliva, filter their dirt
Taste their urine and vomit their hate

Before you close the doors of nemesis
You have to search beyond the gates of flesh
And the ground you are walking on for years
Will turn to be as hollow as your tears

Far away even side by side
A gale of ghosts inside of me
Far away even side by side
My madness will be within
Similar and different
The order must be obeyed
Similar but not different
Blissfully follow my doctrine

I am running into the space counting my steps
As my last real hope before my death

Venerate your attendance to be
My jester of misery
The decision of who will lead you
To the point you are free

Is another coming simple question
But poor can't find any key
The only solution for you to exist
Is closing your eyes and let it be

Counting you age crossing the bridge
Don't turn around keep walking
In the misty funeral of this never ending war
Painting picture on my wall of shaking hands
Grasping a resistant foe down below
And hands high above the universe
Holding poison ready to blow

Help those who need extreme help
And find out a true experience
Only one bullet remained
To replace fear by a fake dream
In the four corners
Of this useless hopeless stream
Absorb their saliva, filter their dirt
Taste their urine and vomit their hate

Cause it is your fate to try to cure infected body
While it is already dead and time is too late
Learn more about hate before you are dead
Do you think time is waiting?
The arrows are shinning
Pointing but not binding
The unknown and its hidden gate

A hand behind a curtain
Empty theatre strange and new
Where the candles were chosen
To light the sullen view

White rose in the garden of death
Sleeping from her date of birth
But when the rain was falling down
Her time had come to take off the crown

A hand behind a curtain
Empty theatre strange and new
Where the candles were chosen
To light the sullen view

Different shapes of the universe
On one nail of a prayer
Master, follower, slave?
Different choices in one grave

Your book of knowledge is empty
Shiny drops of tears on these white pages

How beautiful was the myth of heart
Apophenia formed another living lie
But the mourning cannot hear
Debilitating the unsightly pyramids of
Horror and fear

And when the mutilated tongue creates new letters
We will fight for writing the brave words
And believing them
When the hand can rise and hold
We will fight to be inside
But a mirage was the idea of sin
Cause we were born so blind

Born killed hope of salvation

A whole illusion of equations
And biochemical emotions
But the logic still the same
I don't intend to dream again

When the hand can rise and hold
We will fight to be inside
But a mirage was the idea of sin
Cause we were born so blind

Kiss the whore to feed the role
Then regret to purify your soul
We don't even know what the role is
But when the curtains are pulled down
I took off the mask
But still I hear the claps of another existing hands
For I have spent all my life to know but failed

It is a dream to reach the beauty of the stars
But when you reach this beauty
You may burn the sun
Sad faces on drab skin
Turning my heart to stone
Move a part and slowly take
The pleasure of being alone

Limited views key to my thoughts
They all come near
And then evaporate but still the view is clear

Having more choices but one decision
Many voices losing this mission
Having more choices but one decision
Voices voices losing this mission
Dancing on one foot
Been hailed by most of the blind audience
Dancing on one foot
Wearing the mask of clown
Symbol of your weakness

Dancing on one foot
Been hailed by most of the blind audience
Dancing on one foot
Wearing the mask of clown
Keeping us all down

Limited views key to my thoughts
They all come near
And then evaporate but still the view is clear

Hold back your tears they are unseen
New wine to the shape of power in between
Hold back your tears they are unseen
Although I am lost I have felt the best
I have ever been
Smoke and fire partial hell
Completed in misshapen agonies that dwell
Equal in divinity but spiral in sight
I share you fools the majesty of this night
I share you fools this beautiful night
Here in my prison devoid of light
To motivate your fears to differentiate between
What was wrong and what is right

I will burn my story and spread its heat
I am sure the world will feel so sweet
What a faithful demon cries at my feet
Displays me facts and then delete
I concealed the fact of death so I might still
Breathe
I threw my mind into a cold river so it can
Finally freeze

And now do you remember the glory of your
Definition?
Conspiracy under the pressure of your dead
Confutation

Limited views key to my thoughts
They all come near
And then evaporate but still the view is clear

There is an eye behind my eye
Watching my eye watching my eye
You see some facts and you can't deny
Watching my eye watching my eye
Contradictions of mankind
Watching my eye watching my eye

Standing on the same line
Holding tight the ropes of time
To pull us through this mud and grime
That is what we called the perfect crime

Wave goodbye to the judging birds
And close the chains of their cage
Feed them to smile but keep their wings
Away to avoid the cruelty of their rage

Watching my eye watching my eye

Wave goodbye to the judging birds
And close the chains of their cage
Feed them to smile but keep their wings
Away to avoid the cruelty of their rage
It is a matter of time and soon they all will die
The sky is near the day is short
But the tunes are still very high

The less my heart is free
The more my passion will destroy
I heard some voices calling me

Pretty was their poetry
But so deep was the hole
Although I thought I reached my goal
So I started at the centre and was ready to enter

Standing on the same line
Holding tight the ropes of time
To pull us through this mud and grime
That is what we called the perfect crime
Different copies of the same
Construction of this game
Along with all these kinds of pain
No one is left to blame

Standing on the same line
Holding tight the ropes of time
To pull us through this mud and lust
That is what we called the mind in dust
Different copies of the same
Construction of this game
Along with all these kinds of pain
No one is left to blame
Lame

Wave goodbye to the judging birds
And close the chains of their cage
Feed them to smile but keep their rage
It is matter of time and soon they all will die
The sky is near the day is short
But the tunes are still very high

Watching my eye watching my eye

I learned to believe I learned to lie
I learned to live I learned to die
The sky is near the day is short
But the tunes are still very high

The chains embraced the cold blade
On a saddle far from this fake world
Never seen in the light as a gloomy cloud
Decorated with hidden gray birds of hatred

Through the eyes of time we traveled high
To the endless shadow to the mourning cry

The stars seem like touching the lake
But sink under water and start to fade
Crystals with splendid flare warm eclipse
Eradicate the Odious edge of my dim fate

Through the eyes of time we traveled high
To the endless shadow to the mourning cry

The astral call was the missing link to unite my soul
The drop of pure rain was falling down to end it all
Upon the broken wing the recall of dead wind
Upon!!!

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