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Planetary Confinement

1.

  • Planetary Confinement

  • 2.
  • The Weight Of The World

  • 3.
  • Line Of Fire

  • 4.
  • Epitaph

  • 5.
  • Mr. White (TROUBLE cover)

  • 6.
  • A Portrait Of The Young Man

  • 7.
  • Relapse

  • 8.
  • Legions

  • 9.
  • Eternity Part 24




  • Planetary Confinement

    (Instrumental)


    Do góry

    The Weight Of The World

    Save me, I'm in a sea of beings

    And theres no deny -

    The waves are holding me under

    I'm drowning in a thousand faces

    Alien expressions

    Over and over again

    I'm trying to scream but I can't exhale

    The world seems to spin as I'm left on this square

    With no will to hold on ...

    Am I the only one crushed by the weight of the world?

    Save me...

    I think I've swallowed more than I can comprehend

    A soul laid low

    A soul has lost its faith again, Wide awake in this hole

    A maggot on a plate again, Wide awake in this hole

    A soul has lost its faith ...

    I've lost myself too long

    Am I the only one crushed by the weight of the world?


    Do góry

    Line Of Fire

    Face the panic of today

    Breaking barriers of yesterday

    I fell into the line of fire

    I broke down in the line of fire

    Shattered past, and future fears

    Take a moment far away from here

    Cut the strings and fly away

    Cut the strings and fly away

    Taste the hell you put us through

    Grace the heavens I could promise you

    Take a hand in the line of fire

    Make a stand behind the wire


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    Epitaph

    Paint me a room

    Where I can dream

    Dream of a world

    That I used to see

    Paint me a window

    Soft and defined

    And Flood yellow light

    Through the open blinds

    It's somewhere, hidden from view

    A portrait, an epitaph ....


    Do góry

    Mr. White

    I'm supposed to talk to you

    don't even know where to start

    don't want to stand with the setting sun

    tell me does it really show

    I'll promise you anything

    place your hand over your heart

    don't want to fool myself anymore

    think nobody else will ever know

    Mr. White, up all night

    hiding in my room

    Mr. White, so uptight

    like shapes of doom

    Could never show you just how I feel

    Even so I didn't care

    it's only that inside, I'm so tired

    so tired of being all alone

    now the hours are breathing

    gone like tears in yesterday's rain

    I remember voices telling me

    secrets of mind-changing reality

    Mr. White, up all night

    hiding in my room

    Mr. White, so uptight

    like shapes of doom

    Mr. White, up all night

    always looks the same

    Mr. White, so uptight

    even knows my name


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    A Portrait Of The Young Man

    Look at you all clutching your guitars

    As if it makes a difference to who you really are

    Does the picking of a string stop the ticking of the clock?

    When will this curtain fall?

    How did you carve that psalm?

    I'm sorry but your intellect is really not that sharp

    You're drowning so you plagarise what you wish to become

    A stone masquerade so cold

    What's real about this story?

    What's real?

    Am I safe? Am I safe to be alone?

    When all around are lost

    Consumed by my indifference and left to count the cost

    Of all the bleeding hearts who suffered you because you told them ...

    You told them you were someone

    What's real about this story?

    What's real about this picture?


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    Relapse

    Look inside and find the parts

    bringing forth the lines of sanity

    A broken mind and open heart

    torn apart without lucidity

    Consummate and turn the page

    embrace the change from what you used to be

    Procreate and fade away

    I guess its time to face your memories

    Broken spirits, open fears

    darksome shades combine fragility

    Frigid smiles across the miles

    guilty eyes surmise asymmetry

    Relapse on both sides of the tracks

    flashing back to taste the irony

    Manipulate and slip away

    embrace the shame of what you used to be

    Rain washed the panic from today, decimation of anxiety

    Tribulations drift away, pray tomorrow offers clarity

    Rain washed the panic from today, affirmation of mortality

    Trivialities astray, pray tomorrow brings stability


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    Legions

    Stony and grey is the whore

    And long are the days in the morgue

    Where God is a wall

    Where God is a wall to look upon

    Legions and hordes

    The seas have been torn

    And buildings remain where they fall

    And I solemnly walk

    Through legions and hordes

    A dark mass of infidel

    Long is the howl at the end

    A cry from the tail echoing

    And fools reverberate

    And fools reverberate and carry on ....

    What have they done to themselves?

    Look what they've done to themselves.

    If you don't learn to leave this thing alone

    You'll never get to see the sun again

    You won't come out on top

    The seed is sown


    Do góry

    Eternity Part 24

    (Instrumental)


    Do góry

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