Wall Of Sleep - Sun Faced Apostles lyrics
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Tracks 01. On Pain Of Birth
02. Sun Faced Apostles 03. Labyrinths 04. Ship Of Stake 05. Time Of The Goblins 06. The River 07. From The Bottom Of These Days 08. Mother Sand & Father Stone 01. On Pain Of Birth
Morning sky, morning clouds
Nothing left to lose One more time once again Is there anything to choose? Drowning that means yesterday Live through that means now Yesterday means no way out Today means I know how For a day, for a year for a touch I can't feel For a short deadly while For a day for a year for a touch I can't feel For a sour little time... For a day for a year for a little deadly while I'm short of breath I'm short of time I stray under the Sun I'm short of days I'm short of nights Am I the only one? Bridges are burning Behind todays Over muddy flow of lies Let me out of debt Let me pay the price With a fistful of despite For a day, for a year for a touch I can't feel For a short deadly while For a day for a year for a touch I can't feel For a sour little time... For a day for a year for a little short deadly while 02. Sun Faced Apostles
On the waves of time
Under the sail of reviving dreams Souls of the old rimes Swooned in endless sunset-coloured years Nameless shapes dressed up to the Sun Same souls in paltry shreds of clays Notch signs to mark all the dreams Miles roll from the Past The Future eat them away Fading words of theirs are Cockles in swirls of newborn days Nameless shapes dressed up to the Sun Same souls in paltry shreds of clays Notch signs to mark all the dreams 03. Labyrinths
I turn to myself , to look for remains of time
My past gives birth to torsos of dead hours of mine Present brings abortion-days into this nameless world Devoured rotting flesh of my unspoken words I can feel the walls the maze of smiles of fake Built of blows of mine I can feel the walls leads my steps astray Mutants of birth and breeding-sharp fangs to hire Ariadne's thread made of barbed wire Doors open to Nowhere, beyond invisible sill Walls of deranged concepts keep on growing still 04. Ship Of Stake
I build a shaky stake
Of my decayed days I set my dreams on fire My fears are all in flames My ship's afloat on waves Of the tearful skies I let the anchor go For a restful while Let me down with all of my misgivings I wish to be there with all my soul Swirl of rest drag me down in your hall Embraced by the end I can see the time of waste You empty mouldered hours I can feel your bitter taste You just disappeared Dispersed by the winds I wish we met again To listen to your hints Let me down with all of my misgivings I wish to be there with all my soul Swirl of rest drag me down in your hall Let me down with all of my shivers I wish to be there, enter my soul Swirl of rest pull me down in your hall... 05. Time Of The Goblins
All over the place
I can feel the looks, I can read between the lines of your books My blood is taken that's my life about To lose those things I haven't even got Twisted words and stripped naked smiles Concealed faces are the same behind repainted masks of lies Buried reasons can't stand the test of time Don't trouble the water because foul waxworks-faces stare in your eyes Days of ours are pushed In a nameless grave The hitman and the mourner are the same Smile flits across the disguise of condolence Raised the veil there stare the eyes those glance 06. The River
River flows, waves burn in their marks
Banks of life are charred to the heart White-hot eyes slowly fade Embers of memories, smouldering faith River flows, waves burn in their marks... Can you hear my voice? This flood is so high nowhere to run Sheet ice of life thaws... Some passing looks and I'll be gone River flows, waves burn in their marks Banks of life are charred to the heart Footsteps are to wash away Eyes to close, shroud to lay River flows, waves burn in their marks Orbit of my questions Orbit of your lies Draws an arch over my melting days Orbit of my questions Orbit of your lies Draws a court for life to believe in a play Someone looks for a shepherd Someone looks for a sheep The same old story's told for thousands of years Orbit of my questions Orbit of your lies Rising, falling and a couple of days between... 07. From The Bottom Of These Days
Castles in the air of dreams, built on ground biting days
Sluggish grind , slow moving circles of ways Twisted shaped, crossroads of planets, spinning round in my system-maze Hours are to drain , hours are to throw into daze From the bottom of the spiral of grief From the bottom of this spiral ride From the bottom of these days should false proved to be right? Years exist to run , minds to blast, looks to stray, words to dig deep Love to bloom and wither, lies to be fit to eat To exist to exit? To appear to hide? To rise to fall? To know to forsake? To close my eyes oh, just before I wake? 08. Mother Sand & Father Stone
Way - I believe in your signs
Writing the Book of My Days Phrases of some dying sighs Hold, hold my head out of the flow I'm out of my breath I see myself out of my soul Looked for the meaning Between the faded lines Found pseudo answers From time to time Sand-be our Mother At the end of the Way Stone-like Father reposes around Sand-be my Mother Just let me drift away Sister Wind, Brother Storm tear me out of this cold ground Sun keep on rising... Sun keep on rising... Just pray days become prey of The Stream's Called Endless Almighty Time It keeps alive all of the dreams...for a while Hold, hold my head out of the flow I'm out of my breath I see myself out of my soul |