In Vain - Ænigma lyrics
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Tracks 01. Against The Grain
02. Image Of Time 03. Southern Shores 04. Hymne Til Havet 05. Culmination Of The Enigma 06. Times Of Yore 07. Rise Against 08. To The Core 09. Floating On The Murmuring Tide 01. Against The Grain
An outright war
Rage in our lands As nations collide For reign and might Cities set ablaze By torches at night Bodies torn by plagues, Left to rot Vultures drawing near In the mountains at night Wolves howl Red moon falls on the horizon Towards the beckoning end And the wait for redemption at hand Harvest of dead seeds Burning crops of disease Barren soil in the vast landscape Burning sky Falling from grace Families in exile Leaving broken homes Plundered by marauders In the search for gold Cities set ablaze By torches at night Bodies torn by plagues Left to rot Doom descends upon our lands Our outlook is bleak Wastelands Flowing with the moving wind On a pathway to the sun An incarnation of the icon Transcend into the atmosphere 02. Image Of Time
Walk through the branches
And see into it all Walk through the branches And hear mother nature's call That will rise again Red leaves from the tree of life Cast by the wind Down in the beckoning hollow Summon the aura And the species we have seen Envision a lost world Before it was torn by hands of man One time in history We lived in harmony with the earth We chanted around the campfires And gazed into the mysteries of the stars Wandered across the open plains To a promised green Free feet among the whispering grass That stretches further than the eyes can see One time in history We lived in harmony with the earth We chanted around the campfires And gazed into the mysteries of the stars An endless chase for new resources Constant pace towards the end As a testament to our forefathers In our lives we honor them Travel along the contours In a landscape with no boundaries Follow the roads into the unknown Along the path of our ancestors From the peak of the mountains We ponder upon creation Seasons gone by and seasons to come Nature is an image of time 03. Southern Shores
Instrumental
04. Hymne Til Havet
Sammen seilte vi ut
Våre fartøy var losset til randen Salmer ble sunget i natten Ankeret hevet fra sanden Kursen var satt Det knaket godt i skipenes skott Vevre never grep årene fatt Havets ulmende klang Kranset i evig slummer Sjeler som synger sin klagesang Midt i den mørke natt Vi rider over dønningene Det koker i gryende bølger Og stormen ere naere På brygga i havnen stod drengen igjen Og vinket adjø til de som fòr Skipet forsvant i horisonten I morgengryets glødende sol I generasjoner Har det vaert ved havets klageport De laerte sin sorg å glemme De laerte sin sorg å glemme Enker av havet Havets ulmende klang Kranset i evig slummer Sjeler som synger sin klagesang Midt i den mørke natt Vi rider over dønningene Synger de sin klagesang 05. Culmination Of The Enigma
Broken bonds
Division amongst men Living lives that are Depraved and terrified Souls bewildered Seekers lost in their quest Brothers to none Slaves to their own desires A fateful sacrifice of their souls Culmination of the enigma A sunrise that never came They are lost within Rest I crave Thorns on my grave Summer remains In a winter of hate Now it's time to weed out the weak As we rise above the vile Strength still reigns in our hearts Through all the years of our strife In this disaster state Immortal outcasts will be Forced into the fray Upon our return Resting days in the sun Will be our epitaph With nothing to gain They give up their reign And then they lose all their fate Their lives' bane Their hope has been slain And their lives flow down the drain As they feed from the strain Their lives's bane They are lost within 06. Times Of Yore
I have crossed the plains of opulence
And sent truthfulness to the grave I have fled from true serenity And left the origin behind The decades are passing by Times of yore I've seen enough Forlorn the gifts of life Witnessing our nation descend into chaos Called upon the times of yore I fled from the true tranquility To prevail the ways of life The decades keep passing by Times of yore I've seen enough Forlorn the gifts of life Calling times of yore Falling to the gore Misled by a materialistic society Back to the country where I belong Calling times of yore Falling to the gore Times of yore The country where serenity prevails I keep searching for utter sincerity I'm going back to where I came from Times of yore 07. Rise Against
We leave our homes with bleeding hearts
Poverty has been our crime We are the poor and have no wealth To purchase liberty We are constrained A drowning life besotted in sweet self We're the bleeding wounds of this world As we rise agaisnt their reign The forces gather to keep us down We're hopelessly constrained Our lives get slowly drained They'll claim it's justified Find strength to overcome A drowning life besotted in sweet self We're the bleeding wounds of this world Deliver us out of this darkness 08. To The Core
Devastation of the present
Hunger for self-glorification Hail evil and watch it rise Mental self-destruction To the core Fruitless deeds of darkness Hunger for more Burning all bridges Havoc and war No turning back Destruction in mind To the core Pathetic actions Ruin and havoc Confused and misled by their own rage Poisoning their souls Source of their own misery They gain nothing Hollow men with hollow words Living such a tragedy Pulling themselves down the drain A fanatical search for damaging stimulus Catalysts a negative chain reaction A self-destructing life code To the core They gain nothing Morbid fascination of death Seduced and led astray Sinking into the deepest void Deserted man with no ambition Weak souls falling apart Laying to waste a wealth of talent In the end they are losing themselves In the end you are losing yourself 09. Floating On The Murmuring Tide
Born to sudden loss
When hopes is left to die Opportunities and talents You let them all erode The walls are all torn down And all the bridges burned Floating on the murmuring tide Walk to the highest mountain Wherever you are No devotion left As the sun sets The moon shall rise Through the years of pain and sorrow And broken memories Times of trial and tribulations Distorted your reality All faith forever washed away By everlasting rain When the world has taken its toll There is no place too far from grace Weakening fire in your eyes Burn and like it Memories from the past hunting you down Sneaking up on you like a vicious fiend Adoring what has never been Piece by piece you have lost a part of yourself More and more each day And all the days thereafter Forever Forevermore |