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Like Stars
03:31
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Let them speak
We know all our enemies
Like they walk along their darkened aisles
With veils pulled down they like to hide and
Trickling through the cracks
The rain upon their beaten paths and
Unlike us, they sink within their lust
We are like stars and we burn so bright,
We can never die
Spinning of the tracks
Build structures that can never last and
To conform
They wear the smile they've always worn and
Fire in our chest
We live only on our behest and
In the vein of all we chase
We judge them from our hiding place and
We are like stars and we burn the sky, we can never die and
There is all this energy that feeds on our integrity and us
And soon we burn away
Soon we have nothing to say and
Let another black hole form
We explode inside a colour storm and
We'll be sick like them and
We'll be held apart and
We won't burn anything
They will quench every spark and
We will wear the veils and
Walk in clothes we've never worn so
We must keep our pride and
We must never die and
If I lose my only kin
You know our enemies will win and
Burn the truth and twist our minds and
Sell our star-dust by the line and
We are like stars and we
Burn so bright, we can never die
So let's never die.
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2. |
Formalities
03:49
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Say is there a fallen tree in the forest,
And if there is, will you go?
To gather proof that all that matters
Is that we'll never know
Coming down the hill on a mudslide thrill
And a shaking of all of your core
Into the abyss with a goodnight kiss
While the world lies so peacefully still
And it's only four words
And we're moving backwards
And it's all so formal
And we choke in our collars again
Say is there a road beyond the last road
And just how far can we walk
Before the road turns to rocky narrows
And the rocks turn to chalk?
Following the tracks until all trace lacks
Of the nothing we chase
Into the abyss with a goodnight kiss
And with scars as of whips on our backs
And it's all so formal
And we choke in our collars again
Yes we're running against the wind
Before the hole that we're in caves in
And we run at the speed of wind
Say is there a road that leads to solace,
And is that the way we walk?
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3. |
Absentees
06:12
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We sit and wait for something
Hey isn't that exciting?
To sit and wait for something new
Our words are arbitrary
We make a mess with every
Single thing we try to do
But if it's you
Who caused our pain
Then we don't know who to blame
If it's me, well that just can't be
So we turn our heads elsewhere and blame the absentees
We burn like tar-drenched matches
As this whole thing collapses
And there is nothing we can do
Than laugh beneath the street lights
As rain beats down and stage fright
Means we can never start anew
But if it's you
Who caused our pain
Then we don't know who to blame
If it's me, well that just can't be
So we turn our heads elsewhere and blame the absentees
Upon our dirt-stained mattress
We sleep as this collapses
And wait for something more to be
And locked within a death kiss
We reclaim hope and promise
In the name of opaque tragedy
What if it's me?
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4. |
Veins Burst
05:41
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Hey is it good there out in the cold?
The storm has arrived
And all the secrets we're to withhold
Are scattered throughout
And I guess that we should leave
Meeting adjourned and no further questions
Now we're dancing on spilled oil...
Now all the money that we have spent
Still lies on the ground
And all the feelings we have to vent
Will come out in time
And I say that we should leave
Giving up trust and what kept us stable
And since we're dancing on spilled oil
Let's go ahead and light all these candles
Now all our veins burst at once
And we bleed all over
And all our tears come out at once
I think we know it's over
Hey is it good there out in the cold
The war has passed by
And in the stillness we burn our shoes
To try and stay warm
And now we really have to leave
With confidence burnt and scorched feet and judgement
So come dance on this spilled oil
Let go of your candle, set it on fire
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5. |
Throw it in the Fire
05:52
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So the martyr in me
Soon comes onto a great tragedy
My actions are on your behest
I hold a dream inside my chest
Of what else I could be
In the nighttime I see
The ghost of all that's wrong inside of me
No matter what I do, it's wrong
I'd rather sleep when I'm alone
Don't talk evil with me
Throw it in the fire and run
Days collide
Step inside a fire for fun
Into crippling darkness we'll run
Intertwined
The stars that hide away from the sun
But in the end you are right
Stay focused so we'll never quit the fight
The truth lies in what we believe
They do their outmost to deceive
And now our bodies defiled
Throw it in the fire and run
Days collide
Turn off all the lights with a gun
Into crippling darkness we'll run
Intertwined
The stars that hide away from the sun
So love, the battle is won
But you remain to cause pain
So love the battle is won
But we remain dark, sick and plain
Throw it in the fire and run
Days collide
Swallow all the pills just for fun
Into crippling darkness we'll run
Intertwined
The stars that hide away from the sun
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6. |
Come Dance with Me
05:22
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Come dance while the sun is dead
On a field where we cannot see the end
Then follow the tangled thread
Until your calloused feet give in
In this garden of lucid dreams
Smoke is thick and we cannot breathe the air
Spin in circles to let of steam
My only friend
Into the other world
Where darkened dreams lead us astray
We're singing songs that have no meaning anyway
Abandon entanglement
Inside this fake reality
Reclaim all things we lent
We now embrace again
If we stay in our misty dreams
Spinning fast we can unlock all they keys
That we praise in high pitch screams
Religiously
Come let us be where only shadows danced before
We're losing outlines and we're shaking at our core
Into the otherworld
Where darkened dreams lead us astray
We sit in silence cause the songs we sing won't matter anyway
Come back to me it isn't safe here anymore
Stay of the grid lines they are coming back for more
Back to the other world
Don't let our games lead you astray
In the end we're leading lives that have no meaning anyway
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7. |
Please Take Us Home
05:33
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We found a grave
Rust and decay
Under the floorboards you tore away
And in the fading light we say a ghost
Coming at us with a careful whisper
"There is no way that you can ever run this show,
It's better for you just to stand and witness"
So in the gloomy night we celebrate
Our precious but futile little death wish
Please take us home
Now much too carelessly we lay out in the cold,
Wishing death on both our frozen bodies
But they live on - so do our broken goddamned souls
And numb with fear, we're voicing our opinions
You float ideas as if you know just what to do
Caring just about what we can't offer
But we can't offer much as long as we are cold
And we'll stay cold with nothing to offer
Please take us home
Two souls head for the sun
Come back the only one
Wake up confused and stunned
In a chilling, cold embrace
Two souls were meant as one
One soul towards the sun
Make this a practice run
I'll find my way there too
Please take us home
(Home. Atone. Search for home alone - fade together)
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8. |
Euology
02:26
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9. |
Dear Residue,
07:05
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From the fallen one,
I wish you luck, you're the only one to stay
Between the hunter and his prey
I pray it rains for days and the sky turns grey and the only light you see
Hold rubble and debris
We slowly wind away
And we'd play stupid games
With the world ablaze and alive with all we'd see
As things that should not be
Now in the city lights that drown the starlight in your tear filled eyes
A shadow will rise
Choke on the fumes my darling
Cut heavy wings my darling
Slit your pale wrists my darling
Bleed until you're dry
I'll wait for you
Come quick, see the fire in my chest
It's a fire laying to rest
Come quick see the fire in my chest
Before it lays to rest
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Ludvig Alm Stockholm, Sweden
Guy from Sweden who occasionally records songs he occassionally writes
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