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Tracklist
1. Once Again 2. Karma Violins 3. Puny Minds 4. Asylum Pyre 5. Nothing Left 6. Bedlam Friends 7. Layer One 8. Transformation Hymns 9. Remnant Song 10. Fading 11. Butterfly Clan  les paroles |
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“Lies !” claimed the liar
When truth had widened every eye
History re-written
Once the false was told “goodbye!”
Alone, the once proud shape now stands
In the shadows of regret
Onto his trembling hands
Tears are flowing, fate is set
Lost in the hole she had designed
For someone else to fall into
Swallowed by the images
Of a consciousness denied
The old colossal birds
Conscious of their might
Soaring to the sky
Aware of every lie
But soon his lies were told again
From darkness he was free
Told to every foe, and friend
… Once again
2. KARMA VIOLINS
Sunken are the eyes of my creation
Into a glass containing smelly puss
Whatever sense of gratitude I may have felt
It went away too soon
He was your son, I was your daughter
And the dream would last a million years
Embraced by the song of a million weeping strings
And all forgotten things
The wheel was my father’s
And mine was the stick
If you ask who made the castle crumble
And who is left to blame
I guess my answer to your question
Will most surely be
He played his strings through me
Revealed my symphony
The wheel was my father’s
And mine was the stick
3. PUNY MINDS
Crystal wings on angel backs
Descending far above our tracks
Puny minds beneath their lives
A flight of glory over star encrusted skies
Drift into obscurity’s passage
Where silence is all
Drift into obscurity’s passage
Where silence is all
Where nothing is all
And no one below knows where the truth lies
Nothing really fades and nothing really dies
From child to senile, from senile to child
Unbreakable circle, the river running wild
4. ASYLUM PYRE
Conscience has me easily disturbed
Tthe moving things around me makes me weep
Why can’t they stop so I can see them properly ?
It makes me wonder if I’m slightly in daze
My hands are thrown into a great fire
My inner ear is singing
Singing like a huge church choir
Decomposition of my eyes won’t help my vision
This isn’t quite as funny anymore
Corpsepaint isn’t really necessary
I haven’t got a pulse anyway
5. NOTHING LEFT
All good things have ended now
My voice no longer speaks out loud
I’m silent and cold within
My options silenced by your skin
Wrapped me in your deadly sins
For I am the one who’s line is thin
I’ve begged for you to leave me be
I’ve begged for you to set me free
[Chorus]
I won’t leave you alone
You whisper, and your breath is sweet
You are mine to the core of the bone
You are mine, head to feet
I’m stranded in the corner now
You stand above me tall and proud
I’m drooling and spinning around
Tried to get out, but somehow found
Your bars are in my window
Your hands are on the knob
Your voice inside my head
Your coldness in my bed
I am left here on my own
Still you have not left me alone
Your ghost is in my pathway
Your words are in my telephone
[Chorus]
6. BEDLAM FRIENDS
I’m clinging to the red drapes
While listening to eaten tapes
The footsteps booming in my ear
Every second a hundred years
The walls are tall and white
Plenty of room to fly my kite
My skin is slick and yellow
I can see you little fellow
Little insect on my pillow
You may try to run away
But the birds up in the willow
Will eat you up if you don’t stay
I have a little friend in you
And I know you like me too
Crawling beneath the yellow sheets
Caressing me with all eight feet
Little insect on my pillow
You may try to run away
But the birds up in the willow
Will eat you up if you don’t stay
7. LAYER ONE
[Instrumental]
8. TRANSFORMATION HYMNS
Peeling off her coat again
Winter turns and goes to rest
Birds encircle treetops green
Summer brings the final test
[Chorus]
Sunshine bring me transformation
Shedding skin you live my friend
Plunged into the mud they left
When they run away, you scream
King of kings, and king of theft
[Chorus]
Sunshine warming all but one
I feel his hand so cold in mine
Sleeping in the needle dream
Draped in soil sublime
[Chorus]
When winter speaks I dream of warmth
When summer comes I sigh
Cause cold is still my frozen soul
For change is live and die
[Chorus]
9. REMNANT SONG
In tune, the final June
The oceans overflow
Deranged, the deserts range
To mankind’s final show
So soon, the final goon
The darkest hole is full
Insane, collect in vane
The finest carven scull
… And bones are all
Nothing is left
The waves still fall
And bones are all
Why run from skeleton
The fallen Mother earth
All gone, the final son
And death to follow birth
10. FADING
(Part. 1 : symbiosive)
What is one without the other ?
Night to feed the light of day
Like a child deprived of mother
Ears to hear and tongue to say
What is dry if wet was never ?
Evil feeds onwhat is good
Like a fish on land forever
Understand the understood
Why does it feel like I’m fading
And why is that every time I try to make contact
They turn the other way ?
What is the true code of behaving
When the minds aren’t true to the words that they say ?
… I don’t know
What am I without my sorrow ?
Darkness does contain my soul
Like the cries of pain I borrow
The exit I enter, where is my soul ?
The exit I enter, where is my soul ?
(Part. 2 : not much)
Don’t you think the time has come to look back ?
To see what you have done, and what waits up the track ?
Don’t you think the time has come, to realise your dreams ?
Before the one track mind becomes the cracking of the seams
When your the eyes become sore from the hourglass sand
When your tears are no more, together with your promised land
11. BUTTERFLY CLAN
When we were young and regarded the world with hope
We came to feel pretty soon the burning of the rope
The cosmos grew far too vast, our faces turned to stone
Engraved by sleepless nights and the chilling of the bone
[Chorus]
We turned to the wings on the soft summer breeze
Small butterflies
Melting all hearts disillusion tried to freeze
Small butterflies
Like the old Stonehenge rocks
Our circle praised the sun
A huge canvas to warm us by the golden goddess spun
[Chorus]
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