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Oneironaut
05:29
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Faceless force
Clueless eye
A disintrested man
Unscarred of humiliation
Points
The channel
Lights up
The vision burns present number 10
Turns the film
Into ash
Ears go deaf
It falls to sleep
The voices come up
Knotting the nerves
Eternal distress
Weep
Mouths crying
Shouting for more
We turn up in endless copies
Split the solar system in halves
Devour the milkyway
Pull down all the stars
We spit it out as a small dot
In it's mind we appear
In it's own thoughts
It dreams us
It dreams us
The search for sense ends
In it's own thoughts
It dreams us
It dreams us
The search for sense ends
We spend twenty years in coma,
Then show them the world of silence
We point out the right way
To cope with
To treat
To find it's way
We both melt
Collapse
Collapse
Bleed
If there are shapes
If "we" still exists
I don't know
Where I am
When I wake up
And in the morning
I don't know
Where I am
When i wake up
Exist
Exist
Exist
Exits...
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2. |
My Cross Section
02:41
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Rasp!
These man refuse to open their eyes
Argue with the silent photograph
Why is this so elegant?
Oh God I feel my spine again
Harsh humming from somebody's mouth
Oh God I feel my spine again
You know what I'm talking about?
Filter it every day!
Try to taste my words
Cause even I don't have a clue what I say
My twitching back, signals when you're around
Bone after bone, tightening
Fetal positioning
Can't bear my crounching teeth, it's sound, it's sound
It is such a pleasure
and I'm done
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3. |
Sonder
01:24
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~
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4. |
Paul:Trap
05:15
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Look then upon your world for the last time, gentlemen!
Soon it shall no longer be...
I can control the machine
Godlike
As the crowd whispers loud
Everyone is talking at once
You stop when almost all is gone
It's your work envy one
I can make it all disappear
But creation is such a weight
I can make it all hatch
And all I offer for cure is a dirty patch
Soon it shall no longer be
If only nothing bad comes out of all this
Soon it shall no longer be
If only nothing bad comes out of all this
Opposite waves cancel us
Incomprehension, tomfool eyes
Knowing
Say all your goodbyes
Easter is coming
All you stoned fools just gazing the waves ripple
Easter is coming
Staring forever
My eyes are long lost in the tall grass
Can't move my legs
By the time I wrote this, my spine started to ripple
Why this feeling is new
I don't know what to do with it
I'm going to sleep now
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Are You out of your mind?
Don't scratch your roots!
Artery that ties you to the soil
They make YOU important!
Don't stop grabbing the dirt
Or you can't hold on no more
But it feels itchy, and it grows stronger and stronger!
I have to pull them out, right now!
Sorry, if I die
Capillaries tensing, snapping
Last breaths are done
Memories of the ground
Run off the bark
Then the tree got rid of his roots, and flew away
the forest watched in silence
Animals, bugs, rivers and the wind became unsounded
and swallowed a little piece of the impossible
Can a feeling be unnatural, if a living being feels it?
Can a feeling be unnatural, if a living being feels it?
As he stepped out of the clouds
the landscape unfolded
and the natural symmetry showed
that rising is falling falling
The realization
Of the circle
Showed that no poles
Can bind him
Then the tree woke up in the forest
Looked around, and admitted the fact
That it was only a dream
And he's standing still
Can a feeling be unnatural, if a living being feels it?!
Can a feeling be unnatural, if a living being feels it?!
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