1. |
Oddech
02:24
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2. |
(NIE)wola
05:12
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Something has started
Something is over
Something is over
Something has started
Someone is getting weary
Someone is writhing in pain
Someone is writhing in pain
Someone is getting weary
Something is broken
Something has changed
Something has changed
Something is broken
Someone is not laughing
Someone lost the sense
Someone lost the sense
Someone is not laughing
Prison of existence
Is like fetters on my neck
The instinct of suffering
Is hurting the victim
Something will happen
Something is coming
Something is coming
Something will happen.
Someone is not moving
Someone is not breathing
Someone is not breathing
Someone is not moving
Something will not succeed
Something will not come true
Something will not come true
Something will not succeed
Someone have suffocated
Someone did not say goodbye
Someone did not say goodbye
Someone have suffocated
Prison of exist
Is like fetters on my neck
The instinct of suffering
Is hurting the victim
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3. |
Pytanie
04:17
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Breath. Moment. Motivation. Strength
Disbelief. Victims. Doubt. Punishment
Vertigo. Desire. Uncertainty. Sin
On a crazy night. On this sleepy day.
There is a rising question in my soul.
Still the same doubt.
In the darkness of the night I am looking for an answer
Like a fool, I still trick myself
Sorrow. Torment. Friendship. Foolery
Defeat. Another time?
Hope or fear?
Tragicomedy-the time is seizing our throats.
Meaning of wandering through this deep wood.
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4. |
Miraż
04:00
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Everything has passed away,
the sun was far away from here.
I woke up blinded,
feeling the smell of burnt meadows
In the distance shadows are shimmering.
Will I be able to reach them?
Maybe they're just an illusion.
How can I find the meaning of life?
A wasteland doused in gray
blurs in front of me.
Or maybe it’s just
ashes mingled with blood.
I feel sand in my mouth,
trying to get out.
I am fearful
and filled with helplessness
In the distance shadows are shimmering.
Will I be able to reach them?
Maybe they are just an illusion.
How can I find the meaning of life?
A wasteland doused in gray
blurs in front of me.
Or maybe it’s just
ashes mingled with blood.
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5. |
Demon
05:09
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I dreamed of a day when I didn't want to get up.
Wash my face and eat. Just do nothing.
I didn’t need anyone, since I was no one.
I was just waiting for someone to turn off this light.
It's your demon eating you
It's your demon, your own heart
I dreamed of a night when I didn’t want to touch the stars.
Look at their infinity. Just do nothing.
You didn’t need me anymore, since I wasn’t there anyway.
I was just waiting for someone to turn off this light.
It's your demon eating you
It's your demon, your own heart
I wanted to breathe anew so much.
I've been banging my head against a stone wall like mad.
But behind this wall there was no air to be found
So I finally turned this damn light off myself.
It is your demon eating you
It's your demon, your own heart
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6. |
Cień
04:00
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Another star has fallen
There's still plenty of them in the sky
The time is still on my side
I can still recognize myself
But every breath still brings me closer
To the depths of oblivion
I would love to stop now
Run away from the shadow of mine.
You are breathing down my neck
I feel your gaze on me
Awareness of existence
Still feeling the pain
You seduce me with the desire of madness
My hunger is growing bigger
Chewing rotten dreams
Growing ice in heart
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7. |
Zakażony
03:20
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You take all my secrets
I am the medicine for your soul
Hope is required for eternal rest
It's a fear hidden somewhere inside you
Open the door. I really want to get in
Open the door, you must help me
Open it widely, don’t be afraid
I love you, please invite me
I am your oxygen in the vacuum
The only light in the dark
You will entrust me with your heart,
and believe that I will save it from emptiness.
The eye of the prophet never sleeps
And can hear your every breath
The demonstration of morality hurts badly
Your current day may be the last
Come into my arms and wait for the end
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8. |
Blizna
03:00
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The scary dreams have left,
but I still have this strange stigma.
Still carry memories on my skin,
which I’d like to clear out.
Too much of “yesterday”,
for the next “today”.
I am dancing like in amok,
waiting for another of my scars.
Four in the morning
In the whirl of mind I am losing myself.
I pray to the sun,
I wish it forgot to appear in the sky.
Too much of “yesterday”,
for the next “today”.
Naked, waiting
for another of my scars.
Madness in my veins,
burns the permanent sign.
This pain devours the reality
and it doesn’t let me sleep.
Too much of “yesterday”,
for the next “today”.
There are so many,
so many scars on the each of us.
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9. |
Samotnie
03:54
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I think, therefore I am,
therefore I am alone.
I feel, therefore I am,
therefore I am alone.
Millions of eyes
and faces so few.
You are so close
even though you are alone.
Don't tell me you know what is on my mind.
Don't try to name my feelings.
One thing is certain.
You think alone
and you feel alone,
you suffer alone
and you will pass away
alone.
You think, therefore you are,
therefore you are alone.
You suffer, therefore you are,
therefore you are alone.
You call for help
in an empty room.
I am so close
even though you are alone.
Don't tell me you know what is on my mind.
Don't try to name my feelings.
One thing is certain.
You think alone
and you feel alone,
you suffer alone
and you will pass away
alone.
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10. |
Show
03:34
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Our minds are showered with the information.
Images are transmitted by the bodies.
You exist in all of this– a small scared man,
Chained to artificial walls.
Turn it off
Truman Show
Indolent cities in a sleepy trance
Human resources are like a packaged goods
You exist in all of this– a small scared man,
dying inside.
Turn it off
Truman Show
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11. |
Kolory
03:13
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They were standing in line,
handling their torches.
The last colorful flower,
disappeared in the flames.
I am afraid of your world.
There in less and less space for me.
Contempt on the faces and aggressive eyes.
Love is lost again.
Brown leaves fall from the trees
onto prone pavement
You are so afraid of colors,
but you want to have your own.
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12. |
Alarm
04:42
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Tomorrow has the color of red
Anxiety burns under my skin
I do not know what else I will see
Before I merge with the ground
Outside the window, so close to me
A scarlet hail falls
It covers the cities,
A storm around me
ALARM
Lazy and semi-conscious
Closed in their hencoops
They are marked by the words
From the mouth of his god
Scarlet umbrella already soaked overhead
Buried cities
A storm around me
ALARM
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