1. |
Shallows
01:21
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(instrumental)
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2. |
Haunting Ghosts
04:09
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For nearly six years, I've been haunting a ghost,
like an addict on a heavy dose.
Wandering shallow, without a goal,
go and rest now weary soul.
When did I grow so old?
What has made me this cold?
I wish
I would have the guts to wash my souls clean,
to wipe away all the useless dead skin, but
no: I run in circles on my own.
Instead of preaching, I go prone.
Could you stop my heart from bleeding?
Will you fail me once again?
Dreaming,
deceiving,
a painful truth is waking.
There is no hope.
There's not a single grain of hope
left in me.
Stripped of passion.
Pure obsession.
It starts to feel like a lie,
that I have nothing to repent.
Cease this,
eliminate all those chances
I missed,
erase the irons around my wrists.
There's not a single grain of hope
left in me.
Could you stop my heart from bleeding?
Will you fail me once again?
Dreaming,
deceiving,
a painful truth is waking.
There is no hope.
Two years ago
I've made the mistake of waiting too long,
waiting for happiness to come.
Now I wonder, was it all in vein?
Is there nothing more than pain?
Now that I'm old,
I know what made me this cold.
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3. |
Affliction Nexus
03:56
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I'm just another empty shell,
filled with paranoia
and thousand painters drawing all different pictures.
There is this interference,
right here, amidst my thoughts.
My inner demons cause my perception to stray.
Look in my eyes!
And help me separate reality from fiction.
Look in my eyes!
Please help me overcome the struggles I envision.
Now face the insane!
Pretending, that I am well.
Ignoring, that I'm not alright at all.
Remembering, that it's safe to say,
I forgot, what it means to be okay.
I lack the faith to accept,
that the least of what I think and feel
could be considered real.
There is this whole world,
built deep inside of my head,
intensifying the tormenting emotions.
I bury my pain in the affliction nexus.
Until I pass out again
and curl up, whispering to myself.
Pretending, that I am well.
Ignoring, that I'm not alright at all.
Remembering, that it's safe to say,
I forgot, what it means to be okay.
There is this world, built deep inside of my head;
no clarity, but perplexion instead,
just echoes of voices solely I understand. I
have to admit, that I'm a sick man.
I keep on mashing up
everything. Now
face the insane and
look in my eyes!
It is taking me over, carefully,
inch by inch, cell by cell, thought by thought and breath by breath.
I get corrupted, thoroughly,
by transmissions, uncontrollably, bouncing through my brain.
Pretending, that I am well.
Ignoring, that I'm not alright at all.
Drifting in despair,
I'm heading nowhere!
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4. |
The Sum Of My Fears
04:00
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From the deepest bottom of my
heart:
I miss you!
Progression was the only form
of change you were willing to take.
Outnumbered, still not broken,
modest, but not unspoken,
standing bravely,
bravely by my side.
I can't deny.
You accept, that I am just the sum of my fears.
Forget everything
that you've ever learned and
shine brighter than the
(stars) Shine brighter than the brightest stars!
(peak) I believe in you, you can reach the peak,
Reach the peak!
In the name of all the ones
you fought for:
Don't let us down again!
You left a hole here.
Never afraid of hard decisions,
no one even noticed.
Forever close to losing yourself;
where have you
gone?
I have to learn to let go
or soon I will collapse, tired.
Infinite sorrows dragged me through
the insanity of life.
I'll lose everything I have
one by one.
Catharsis could always be
considered our final aim.
You taught me to achieve it
I have to escape my
downfall.
You accept, that I was just the sum of my fears.
(stars) Shine brighter than the brightest stars!
(peak) I believe in you, you can reach the peak,
Reach the peak!
In the name of all the ones
you fought for:
Don't let us down again!
You left a hole here.
Never afraid of hard decisions,
no one even noticed.
Forever close to losing yourself;
where have you gone?
You accept, that we all were the sum of our fears,
just the sum of our fears.
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5. |
Surface
01:17
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(instrumental)
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6. |
The Green Door
04:30
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It is seeping intomy awareness,
I get steered by a puppeteer.
A pile of clay in the hands of a god,
A slave to his notions.
Crystal clear, the truth unfolds,
Finally found the reason for my aching soul.
With a heavy heart, a bleeding heart, I dare to say:
You don't want to help me, you're trying to shape me.
My life's a compensation
For your own insecurities.
After all,
After all that we've been through,
I still can't decide, if
I should love or hate you.
Every now and then
The failures of
Our shared time span
Strike back at me again.
A bitter taste remains.
This is what you've made me become.
I am nothingmore than a surrogate.
Just a placeholder
For your buried fantasies.
Just look around
And witness the greatness
You could have created.
Instead of pushing all your grief and anger
On the ones that once loved you.
The moment of relief at that point of time,
When I realized, that I'm the one to define
Myself.
Deciding to leave, yet standing in line,
To get clubbed by your needs
I made this promise tomyself:
I will no longer let you ruin me.
Remission you claimed,
Whithout debate.
Take this final piece of me!
Torture my burnt soul,
until I break,
until I quit.
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7. |
The Architect
04:00
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Dear friend, It's been a while since I've opened up,
again, separation provides every shot I've got.
Endless efforts, countless full stops, but for what?
A carter flogging horses, dragging a coffin through mud.
Avoiding the knowledge of an impending doom,
bravely covering my eyes with my hands. "Don't let it die too soon!",
desperate voices plea relentlessly, the only ones left,
leaving me pending between what I want and what I can't have.
I'm still trapped as the boy I was back then,
still hiding from that pitiful angry man.
I'm supposed to feel a strength I can't see.
I locked my cold chest and threw away the key.
I've constructed a maze of my purest pain.
It lacks an escape and has a single lane,
tricking me into heading further this way.
This darkness has grown into a part of me.
A part of me
I can't see.
"Don't let it die too soon!"
I've constructed a maze of my purest pain.
It lacks an escape and has a single lane,
tricking me into heading further this way.
This darkness is now a part of me.
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8. |
Timebending
04:12
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One lone night,
I almost gave up
and let go
of all that I held dear,
before it disappeared.
The glimpse of paradise,
cowering behind my eyes.
Seeking evidence in her words,
I'll continue to retrace my steps.
For as long as I can't reach forth,
I'll continue to live in the past.
I sincerely believe,
that there will be relief.
Reunify, what has been connected
throughout time.
Dear goddess,
with your bliss,
sometime I will cross her way.
Lone beggar,
believer,
I hope it all makes sense one day.
If can't find you in this time,
my craving still won't reset.
What's not meant to be in this life,
maybe is in the next.
I swore I'd give my heart to another,
just to be called oathbreaker.
Every bridge I burn,
lights up my way.
Every door I close,
a dead end I don't take.
But yet I hope,
not all I think to know of you,
will, in the end,
turn out true.
I still
hope that it will all make
sense one day.
Finally.
Collecting pieces,
Reassemble, what the wind
carried away.
Who am I
to defy a
force, able to transcend
time?
It is love,
that wins.
Dear goddess,
with your bliss,
sometime I will cross her way.
Timebender,
decider,
lead me to her one day.
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9. |
Defying The Odds
03:45
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A tender shiver caresses my spine.
As I look back on these songs,
now that it's all gone,
now that it's all done,
the wait is over, brace for the next run.
As I look back on these songs,
now that it's all gone,
now that it's all done,
we can make room for something new to come.
Countless nights slept in a rehearsal room,
crafting the slightest nuance of every tone.
Days spent in silence and cold neon lights,
to stand behind every word we write.
Time well wasted.
Don't even care if you hear it.
As I look back on these songs,
now that it's all gone,
now that it's all done,
the wait is over, brace for the next run.
As I look back on these songs,
now that it's all gone,
now that it's all done,
I stand in awe of what is up to come.
Time well wasted.
Don't even care if you hear it.
Blood and tears shed,
were manure for where this led.
From the lowest basement to the highest roof,
with only heartfelt songs to show and prove,
we will go on no matter what.
Why skip aiming? This is our only shot.
Never been a fan of "Just believe in it
and you'll be the perfect fit."
But this time it's different, I feel it,
this will grow big.
Relentless,
we'll try as hard as
we can.
As I look back on these songs,
now that it's all gone,
now that it's all done,
the wait is over, brace for the next run.
As I look back on these songs,
now that it's all gone,
now that it's all done,
we can make room for something new to come.
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10. |
Survival Of The Sickest
05:39
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Your total ignorance will soon conceal your fate.
Blinded by your selfishness you underestimate,
that I'm the antithesis to your corruption.
I am the antagonist to you all giving up.
Giving up.
All you ever did,
will soon be rendered
worthless!
I am the solution for all your
problems.
Trapped under an iceberg of stagnation.
BLERGH!!!!1111einselfeinself
How can you dare to watch me?
Dare to watch me
vanish
slowly?
Can't you hear me?
Can't you hear me
screaming?
I fade away.
Away.
Behold!
I cannot even list all your flaws.
I cannot even list all your flaws.
You obey
so called, fucking planless leaders.
No resistance!
This disguise of perfection; you need a mind correction!
It's in your lies, that I must suffer
through
your hands.
Your masquerade is a shameless
try to ignore seizures,
When will you finally
realize that you have cut these
wounds.
It's some kind of appealing ,
to watch you ceasing being,
to watch you slowly bleeding,
'til there's nothing left of you.
How can you dare to watch me?
Dare to watch me
vanish
slowly?
Can't you hear me?
Can't you hear me
screaming?
I fade away.
Away.
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11. |
Elusive Conundrum
02:30
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(instrumental)
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12. |
Passion
05:01
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Even the bleakest
grain of dust won't withstand
the claws of time,
cutting trenches
into the things we love,
the things, that may matter to
us.
To the point, where
everything
loses its
worth.
Like feathers we just slow
down the inevitable.
We sell ourselves
to keep our head up and grasp some
air. But
soon there won't be any lungs left to
breathe in
this false life, paid with our souls.
Colorless, heartless, we slip away.
We have nothing to hold onto.
How can we stand on our own,
if there's nothing nearby,
preventing us from drowning
in desperation?
My light turns on!
Even the dullest grey
can't restrain me from shouting: I've found myself!
This is my mission!
I've found my passion!
I don't need a lesson on how to be
someone I never wanted to be!
Even if I'm broken
I still have this,
I still have this.
I don't share the values,
forcing me to question myself.
They often managed to push me
down again.
It took me way too long
to understand,
that I have a safe haven,
a last refuge, in this.
Music proved to me that there is a heart,
somewhere out in this world,
to fix mine, when it was devastated
and unable to beat on. I gave in
and allowed it to be the hand
lifting me up from the hole of absolute darkness
I had thrown myself into.
It was my last match in the longest night,
My shield in the toughest fights,
and when I was wounded again, my crutch to bring me up to new heights.
My guiding lantern to lead me out of the mist.
So I'm prepared for a second session.
I can now take the abrasion.
And if I come under pressure on a certain occasion,
I can say,
I already had my redemption.
Working on becoming an ideal
in a cold world that consists of nothing but steel.
Selfless I'll mend the lost
Because Even if I'm
broken
I have this.
I still have this.
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13. |
Visions Of Alice D.
05:38
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For all the souls, consumed by bitterness, I have this: You don't need to stand alone!
Before you're ready and able to fix the others,
you first have to fix yourself!
I watch the stars melt.
They crumble like snowflakes.
Witnessing the rising sun,
all my thoughts are one.
I am the devil himself,
shaping
the face of the earth
into the most beautiful scourge.
I decide
what's wrong and what's right
tonight.
Foreign starships enlighten my sight.
There is something strange in here;
there is something strange in here, but
I don't give a flying fuck about it!
The
colors on the floor tell me their greatest tales.
Fluently they creep,
corrupting every ounce of me. I let
go and break free. My mind picks up the pace.
Something shatters peace.
I'm losing ground below my
feet.
It ties my throat,
my heart begins to race.
What have I become?
I'm not the only one.
I am the consequence of a wasted life.
I am the pure light.
I am the avalanche
and my avalanche of light will prevail.
At least I hope.
At least I hope.
What have I become?
I can feel my bones fall apart.
This feeling creeps me out,
laying reason to rest.
The walls are closing in.
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14. |
Transit
05:16
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I tend to see something poetic in death,
because in fact there's nothing left of me I guess.
Although it is probably my biggest fear,
this fear is all, that I have left to feel.
Now that the progress is delayed,
I am stuck in a transit state.
So long, I tried to find sense,
mastering pretense.
It's been years, since control
slipped out of my hands.
Fear built a wall,
hate made it tall.
A life buried in concrete.
I never thought, that my good intentions will form bars,
keeping me locked in place.
Leave me and shed no tear,
avert the view and let me break this sphere.
Please tell me, it's moral
to end my sorrow.
Erase my name, forget my face,
forget what life once blessed with grace.
Don't mourn for me after my escape -
deliberately fixed in an early grave.
Kill every memory of me.
Pain will wage a war if you wait
and you'll be able to relate.
You'll be stuck in a transit-state.
Naively thinking, I could
push you away from me.
I've made a mistake,
and now it's too late.
My suffering
burns its trace in you.
A painful transit,
I am to blame for.
I accept, what divides us,
that I'm no longer to draw lines in the dust
and I face my inner lions,
before they devour the both of us.
No more chances, no more rewinds,
saying sorry for one last time.
I am the monster, you seemed to see.
This darkness is a part of me.
And when I go, I'll be at some place you can't see.
I'll make sure, there's no one to miss me.
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Through Distant Eyes Berlin, Germany
Five piece metalcore band from Berlin, Germany.
Active since mid 2015.
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