Icycore - Altered Feelings lyrics
Tracks 01. Altered Feelings
02. Mice Trap 03. Sleeping 04. The Foul Course 05. Sands Of Time 06. Bleeding Darkness 07. Sands Of Time 2007 01. Altered Feelings Music by Icycore
Instrumental
02. Mice Trap Music by Icycore Lyrics by A.Bracaloni, L. Oliviero
Lost in the garden
Seems to be in a sea of green Wider and higher I feel the trees that grow in me Left alone I roam like blind inside A different hope Keeps me to another world Of woods and leaves Then I see a glowing sphere That reminds me why I'm here Denied by the silent I lied to believe in me Hold me tied Hold me tied Of myself I've no control Talking persons near the wall Using words I can't decipher Help me now, I feel the void Wired like the strangest droid All my body seems like burning Chasing a crooked line To where I could be fine Raising a cloud of dust Can't You see my destiny It's no toy for your science Of your words I'n growing tired I feel like I am Rolling, bouncing, bumping Crashing glasses, falling In a pinball of my own Odd's the illness I'm subdued There's no cure they cab exclude Find the pattern of my own disease I can take no more this lab Rest the sniper on the slab I'd rather die than being your cavy 03. Sleeping Music by Icycore Lyrics by V.Voliani
My sad eyes
Watch the world around me I can't find A river back to your sea The voice inside is sharp And calling you The only picture i see is of you Sleeping in the night There's a child He's alone in a belfry Now he cries Searching a way to be free If you want to help this child Is up to you Open your arms and close your eyes Sleeping in the night So come to my world Let my dreams be your life Now you are part of me Of the future to be And I dream of you here Sleeping in the night In my mind 04. The Foul Course Music by Icycore Lyrics by A.Bracaloni, L. Oliviero
Collapse your heart you must not emerge
Expressing illness you live on the edge Friendship and love are thing to prevent Because your kind can only pervert Entrails of time are squashed by your hate Refusing laws you're building your fate The bleeding soul the suffering growl Inside your mind the heavy wind howls In my mind They Speak Loud Hear my crying Mad to the bone you live all alone Inside yourself you sit on the throne Corrupting rules you made by yourself You take the gun that's left on the shelf Down in the streets you feel death inside You're on the hunt you're making a ride Then find a victim who's suitable for you You pull the trigger The bullet goes through Im my eyes Schemes of blood Sirens crying They have found me I'm lost what could I do? Should I go further should I go through? Back in the streets I'll show what I worth The voices are screaming I'm on the right way Come to me my friends In your eyes I see hate Come to get your fate They got me now I'm on the verge My thoughts are lost they're starting to merge I'm going blind, there's blood on my face End of my run, the end of the race Back to the wall I'm loosing my verve Voices inside are starting to unnerve Right here right now, there's one thing to do... ...shootin to me and then mocking of you Im my mind My last thought Goes!! Crashing pictures of my life Many visions to follow Fading voices in my mind Where are you when I call on? 05. Sands Of Time Music by Icycore Lyrics by A.Bracaloni
Burned by the passing hours
Ectatic we observe our surroundings While time passes in the hourglass Unstoppable time brings us away Takes apart and reunites us at his own will Not caring of our desires Insensible to our efforts Rustling grains follow one another Passing through the only passage Able of taking them from now to then Then crowd like fishes in a cage Unstoppable time brings us away Takes apart and reunites us at his own will Not caring of our desires Insensible to our efforts Painfully we climb the dune And through the glass we observe The moving of real life Unable of being more than watchers Of a life that lives us Instead of being lived Unable of giving us direction We follow the stream Sliding softly Unable to react Or not caring at all Satisfied of being unsatisfied We wait in motionless soul The fall... of the last grain 06. Bleeding Darkness Music by Icycore Lyrics by A.Bracaloni
I'm filling an empty life with empty nights
Closed inside my fortified self I search on the floor a reason to my own fall And getting up was just beyond my strenght There is a day that I recall Lies burning on the skin my brand of infamy Tryed to recover means to life (Give us your own soul) Fear was then like a nameless friend Don't rely on eternal world or kingdom 'Cause when you die you will have no time You will be no more So believe to the words you hear from this hellish man I'm buying the only thing you can sell Nasy thoughts I alredy knew Giving new sensations Fighting now with the strenght I lack The enmy I am Forever forever I'll be However I'm loosing my grasp Forever forever I'll stay And never forget my last day Loose me from the bonds I have in this world Free me from my mortal thoughts I am no more but still I stay Traces of life run through my veins No chance to recover No way to get over I remember of a life I didn't love And I want it back Somehow There's no way back! 07. Sands Of Time 2007 Music by Icycore Lyrics by A.Bracaloni
Burned by the passing hours
Ectatic we observe our surroundings While time passes in the hourglass Unstoppable time brings us away Takes apart and reunites us at his own will Not caring of our desires Insensible to our efforts Rustling grains follow one another Passing through the only passage Able of taking them from now to then Then crowd like fishes in a cage Unstoppable time brings us away Takes apart and reunites us at his own will Not caring of our desires Insensible to our efforts Painfully we climb the dune And through the glass we observe The moving of real life Unable of being more than watchers Of a life that lives us Instead of being lived Unable of giving us direction We follow the stream Sliding softly Unable to react Or not caring at all Satisfied of being unsatisfied We wait in motionless soul The fall... of the last grain |