Тексты песен «Minsk»


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Minsk - Almitra's Premonition

To dream of death to dream of life. In the city of despair I found the living. To dream of life to dream of death. In the city of the living I found despair. I see the sun baked earth before me. The peaks beckon from...

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Minsk - Bloodletting And Forgetting

The dive into numbness, the only option today. Retreating into oblivion never felt so effortless. Forging the path within an eternal descent. Hope, progress, and growth spring from the crypt of realized fallacies...

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Minsk - Ceremony Ek Stasis

Whispered words these walls breathe the inanity of accusation And a moment of gifting passes through what once was identity In a movement beyond truth and falsity I can sense them in the mountains On either side of...

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Minsk - Consumed By Horizons Of Fire

A storm beyond what eyes can see but read my palm till the end. Deafening smoldered persistence a rift never destined for mend. A somber lament insignificance. Lines traced in your eyes no repent. Horizons of fire dance...

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Minsk - Crescent Mirror

Chaos mirroring the eye of eternity. As surely as the tightening grip of singularity. From the disgrace of life's mundanity. The purveyors of immaculate imperfection. We the purveyors of immaculate insurrection. We will...

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Minsk - Embers

In my darkest hour my blood runs free I've come to lie on the fire I've come to stare at the sun Where two bleed as one Is it time the sun arrived to burn away the numb In the flesh denying the eyes of time Make me...

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Minsk - Holy Flower Of The North Star

I won't take this chord from round my throat, and I can't promise you won't find a note. For our gallows still stand luminous and tall. And they're calling to us even now. I will make no sacred vow. A kiss has seal...

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Minsk - Means To An End

Strength of the spirit means to an end Returning a stranger from the west setting sun Shell of rust dust and dreams Unearthed by our own hands The sacred scatters like dust Dust and dreams shell of rust The soil calls...

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Minsk - Narcotics And Dissecting Knives

If only lives could paint themselves. The winding roads would not lie. Empty spaces could co-exist with empty faces to experience the invigoration of going nowhere at the speed of light. Time's eye left in the sun to...

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Minsk - Pisgah

Faces pressed against the earth tonight. Acknowledgement of the terrors inside. Facing the self effacing the self. This frigid place within me today. Dissolution embraces the eternal rest. As resentment's bride slides...

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Minsk - Requiem: From Substance To Silence

We settle for pleasure. We revel in pain. She will regret forever. He lusts for a cleansing rain. Set adrift and yet amiss. Stranger in a strange land. Falling eyes and outstretched hands. Blinded by the desperate cry...

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Minsk - The Orphans Of Piety

Fire dance of self deprecation dopamine receptivity The orphans of piety we are birthed into sorrow and shame A truth to believe a thirst for reprieve Our throats scorched with the sins of our fathers we burn with the...

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Minsk - The Shore Of Transcendence

Through the waxing through the waning. Amidst blackness a spark emerged. And we heaved death's branches upon the skyward flames. A haunting memory left as bile on the sand. Feeding this fire on shores of desire this...

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Minsk - Three Hours

Three hours. Time devours life's foundation. Familiarity He has known this fate before. Doomed to repeats the denial of this historical lust of disaster. A theoretical dream. It all returns to stab and pierce...

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Minsk - Three Moons

Enticed by the myriad multiplicity. Entombed by our own disguise. We will dive into vast unknowns. An ember remains to unearth a hope. The undercurrent rises from the fading coals. Blown tethered cross the plain far...

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Minsk - Waging War On The Forevers

Falling for feeling. Time stops our hearts again. Visceral emanations break bread with remember-whens and has-beens. The nows and the laters wage war on the forevers. Gladly bound to an infinite end. Now corridors echo...

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Minsk - White Wings

The voice cannot carry The tongue and the lips that give it wings For even as love crowns you So shall it crucify you Descend to your roots And shake them from their clinging to the earth We shall be together When the...

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Minsk - Wisp Of Tow

Life ends as leaves fall. Occam's razor strikes again. Can I dance if I have no soul? If I go under will you find me cold? And if I travel to distant lands, would you walk beside me and hold my hand? Blessed...