Тексты песен «Xysma»


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Xysma - Above The Horizon

Towards the horizon From under the sea Firmament Is laughing at me Greenish visions From the past Millions of coffins Of the future The waves sing death I'm listening to their message The sky melts and the star fries...

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Xysma - Aspirations: B) First Sunbeams Of The New Beginning

Mountains rise above the sky Everything is green around me The wind whispers gently The grass, the trees and all Flowers of joy grow again Nature hold me The first morning of the new beginning The day dawns for hope...

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Xysma - Importance Of A Dimensionless Mirage

My patience hampers the evil that hallucinates the light The eye of the ephemera is warning me watch out the life I see into the spike, this isn't the usual way to die I've always thought that you're a unique person But...

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Xysma - Importance Of The Dimensionless Mirage

My patience hampers the evil that hallucinates the light The eye of the ephemera is warning me watch out the life I see into the spike, this isn't the usual way to die I've always thought that you're a unique person...

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Xysma - The First Sunbeams Of The New Beginning

Mountains rise above the sky Everything is green around me The wind whispers gently The grass, the trees and all Flowers of joy grow again Nature hold me The first morning of the new beginning The day dawns for hope Our...

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Xysma - Until I Reach The Unattainable

Sounds from the distant past, a ghost of my mind Raging currents which I created in my head Imprisoned me as I went too close To its final aim - within this moment In the gentle breeze I see it Through boundless corners...

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Xysma - Why Am I I?

So many religions making me ponder About heaven & hell or if I'll be born again Is nature the creator or is there a heavenly father god Are we born and do we die? That's all Have you thought about the nearness of death...

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Xysma - Written Into The Sky

My friend from above Between those clouds We stand and watch Our mind is greeting us Bubbles of a clear day And the green plateu of anger A field, not a rice field We stand under the leaves of a tree The river is...