Тексты песен «To Elysium»

[Most of the time I am high on ego. This piece I wrote when feeling small, overwhelmed by the vastness of life itself, and realizing that every breath I take is to destruct the lasting part of it. Things can be so sad...

["Let us permit Nature to have her way; she understands her business better than we do." - M. de Montaigne] They're standing there for ages, As if they are a solemn hedge, The trees like silent watchers, Silent in...

["Nothing is more certain than that worlds on worlds, and spheres in spheres, stretch behind and beyond the actually seen." - E. Carpenter, The Drama of Love and Death.] Speak my pain, c'mon scoundrel. Fears under the...

[One some terms I'm rather easily annoyed. Persons can be parasites, think of so called friendships, think of some govermental whorish institues. Let them fuck themselves into oblivion. So lovely to mirror themselves,...

["What man has joined, nature is unable to put asunder." - Brave New World - A. Huxley] I stare down upon my hands as I float through intimate moments. I swear on a stack of Bibles to strain every nerve to prevent.....

[dark love songs are my favourite, it feels so damn good to lose your selves in one another. It's rather pathetic when reasoning, but I love to wallow in feelings. Have you ever?] You caused a cry Somewhere between...

[This I wrote when I lost my grandfather and a friend shortly after each other. I imagined the whole world being mournful, and it was. Cycles, all these fucking cycles. Death depresses me, but I always come out...

["He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence." - W. Blake, Proverbs of Hell.] Have a heart. In love and in fear We blindly surrender. Under divine demands, Above everyday events. A warm feeling Trespassing in my...

["Opposition is true friendship." - W. Blake] Involuntarily silent I fade into you. My voice goes unheard, near you I am mute. I know there's a way to make it through this, Then my silence is worth, silence worth a...

[Religion is always a delicate topic. I admire those who breathe religion without any extremes. Every single soul has it's soothing comforts in whatever form, 'though it's often mistaken to be an excuse. One has to go...

["They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night." - E. A. Poe] Daylight hallucination, Flesh begins to feel the chain. Manic fuge be my dream tonight, Linger to remain...

["To feel our motion forward is impossible. Motion implies terminus; and how can terminus be felt before we have arrived?" - William James, Essays in radical empiricism.] The caustic stain of guilt on once sterile...

[This one I wrote in an early stage for the band. It's merely an atmosphere, discribing overwhelming powers. Actually there is not much to it, it just sounds good. I bear a certain pride in this kind of pennery, but I...

["We adore chaos because we like to restore order." - M.C. Escher] I defy the height of the world In spite of the weight of my cross. Inspire myself, a fire-and-brimstone sermon. At a loss under Atlas' burden. Holding...

[Written shortly after 'In collision', tell me what it is about.] Sulphurous philosophical revolt Chant my unspoken name Of seven words and thirteen numbers Drenched in the chalice of vitriol Mazed illusions Flesh and...

["Hope in reality is the worst of all evils, because it prolongs the torments of man." - F. Nietzsche] A slow aching, bled dry of pain. The pace of life sedates the sane. Lure me into the fury of absence, Let my train...

["Time wasted is existence; used is life." - E. Young] I can't abandon the flesh, It's more stern than life has made it. I have a will to move, But it is lost inside it's groove. Walls assume their meaning, I want to...

[This one is about a combination of already mentioned subjects: religion, love, parasites. It's clear enough.] Slow me down and lay my head To rest and sleep with yours Like a river runs it's course Sometimes we grow...

["To save a man's life against his will is the same as killing him." - Horace] Youth will seep into an unjust sleep, eating ashes of it's love. Seduced yet convinced to rise in the liberty of closed eyes. See the dust...

[A love song again. Helplessness is a part of falling in love, so is fear.] We're a sigh on the wind Like moths to a flame Feverish to leap into it's trap Which turns our flesh to ash Our lust to dust No longer words...