1. |
Mantra
01:27
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2. |
Passengers
05:04
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Rewriting the lines
while I burn into flames
Sickness growing inside
It keeps me motionless.
I've spent so many nights, talking to myself
I look into your eyes to find comfort in the pain.
In my head, never-ending why
wish to leave, but my wings are tired
All my tragedies dressed with a smile.
Miss me when I'm gone
but let's believe tonight
Time is running out
Death has come to stay.
In this masquerade of liars
We are just passengers
I ve been waiting so long, for this suffering to end
I dont want you to become, just a distant memory
In my head, never-ending why
wish to leave, but my wings are tired
All my tragedies dressed with a smile.
Miss me when I'm gone
but let's believe tonight
Oh oh oh oh
We are so insignificant
Blessed with curse of existence
If these scars could even talk
There is nothing built to last
In my head, never-ending why
wish to leave, but my wings are tired
All my tragedies dressed with a smile.
Miss me when I'm gone
but let's believe tonight
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3. |
Are we alive?
04:18
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Strange days of walking ghosts
With no place left to go
Life fades in our hands
But no one really cares
Until it's too late, to learn from our mistakes
Until it's too late, to get what we deserve
Looking for a new purpose
That justifies our lives
Burning hopes, slowly dying, drowning inside
Are we alive? Or are we just breathing?
That precious mask cannot hide you feelings
Let them to bloom, let them to thrive and embrace your essence
You can't resist, you can't deny what you got inside
Sunken eyes fall asleep
While our mind still breathes
Trying to get relief
While reality screams
Until it's too late, to learn from our mistakes
Until it's too late, to get what we deserve
Looking for a new purpose
That justifies our lives
Burning hopes, slowly dying, drowning inside
Are we alive? Or are we just breathing?
That precious mask cannot hide you feelings
Let them to bloom, let them to thrive and embrace your essence
You can't resist, you can't deny what you got inside
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4. |
No place to call home
03:34
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Slowly drowning in despair
Walking through hell
Cruelty filling heads with ignorance
The ghost in human shape
We cannot escape from hypocrisy of modern world
We are more than flesh in an ocean of death calling for help
We are the light that never shines
A fire already burnt
Haunted by bloody nights
With no place to call home
Thousand days without nights
Sleeping awake
Broken wings tired of crashing against
Walls made of hate
We are not afraid of things to come cause hope is dead
We can´t be saved by those who ignore the worst of them
We are the light that never shines
A fire already burnt
Haunted by bloody nights
With no place to call home
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5. |
Watch me burn
04:19
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All my endings waiting to begin
I feel the dark growing under my skin
So close, so far
It's tearing me apart
So slow to react
There is no turning back
I forgot Who I was
Wonder Where i belong
Maybe I'll be the last
to know what I've become?
Watch me burn
We are living blindly in borrowed time
Wallless prisons enclosing our minds
So close, so far
From things we never had
Let go, give Up thinking 'bout the past
I forgot Who I was
Wonder Where i belong
Maybe I'll be the last
to know what I've become?
Watch me burn
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6. |
Midnight ghosts
02:10
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7. |
Darkest days
03:58
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