Colosseum (78,09 %)
Chapter 3: Parasomnia (86,99 %)
In collection
Released: 2011-03-09
Type: Studio
Type: Studio
Ranking:
Artist:
1
Year (2011):
1
Decade (2010's):
6
Overall:
127
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1.
Dilipidation and Death
 21:40
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2.
Questioning Existence
 03:53
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3.
Passage to Eternity
 15:41
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4.
On the Strand of Nightmares
 11:59
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5.
Parasomnia
10:17
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Album length:
00:03:30
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Lyrics |
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1.
Dilipidation and Death
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Trying to separate the outside from the inside Trying to remain calm, 'though they mix in subtle manner Chaos inside, losing all hope, basking in pain that seems endless Alone in this life and its futile signs of malignant forms Silent hatred for nothing, weakened for everything Gloom is no more the same, light increases the pain in this suffering Feelings have shriveled to death, awaiting to die with no idolatry Believing in nothing at all These bleeding veins are as indifferent as existence in itself No sorrow behind these wounds, just hatred and pain Reaching the end for good I might as well just sleep and awake no more to watch the dilapidation of all I might as well just dream there would be a life instead of growing nothingness "Who told you that I wouldn't come back to you I am inside and growing, destroying your mind and your worthless dreams Corrupting your senses, erasing the reason and all that's left of you You can't escape for I've become you - forevermore!" The sight is darkening and chaos reigns in here There's no more explanations for this seems like the end All your precious memories and wishes are gone The swirl of damnation furls you to this nightmare Touching the cosmic horror beyond the space and time Reaching for inhuman experience, the journey to afar The limits of mind are gone, hallucinating the death of the universe Vortex of chaos and hell leaves only ash and dust There was none to witness the death of a man who saw it all coming |
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Questioning Existence
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3.
Passage to Eternity
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You have become a foe to your own existence Slave to your own nightmares, reality is fading away Like a wretched curse the shadows crawl over you The temple of echoing thoughts where your tortured self is punished World is only a distant shade of a dream long lost Mirror escapes your image as you've killed yourself with shame You have become an epitome of guilt and fear Carrying your own hearse to a place where you'll bury yourself alive Human existence is nothing from universal perspective Human existence is nothing compared to a weight of centuries We'll die in our time All the values are degraded and laws wiped away from dust Every little gleam of hope is vanished before our eyes We'll live while being dead Searching for answers, but they'll remain hidden from you Searching for comfort, but all the keys are lost Searching for painless moment, but everything remains the same Searching for divinity, but all the gods are dead Searching for justice, but its door is closed from you Searching for light, but darkness is impenetrable Is this life only illusion and vast torture chamber as reality Behind closed doors you writhe not knowing the reason why you suffer Is this life merely a shadow of death where living dead wander Is the only salvation to flee from the hands of time You've already faced your enemy |
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On the Strand of Nightmares
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Towers stand tall reaching the grey skies Seen the weight of the years untouchable Sleeping waters returned you from their depths On the strand of nightmares you've become rotten flesh Air has become a poison making our lungs to bleed Choking to our own wishes to flee Dreaming no more Once you thought you've seen all the world Thought you'd conquer the supremacy of your sanity Without single drop of sorrow you left from here Ending your way - ending your days You never could achieve being part of humanity You never saw a beauty in all the laughter and joy Like unfinished novel you wasted all your ambitions Sold your blackened soul and got nothing back Nothing... Pictures lie torn and loss is perpetual Mirrors lie broken and wounds will never heal There will be no grave for your memory All the struggle was worth nothing at all There will be nothing for you in all eternity The memory of all that was meant to be worth cherishing Will soon fade away like a dying flame The flame that was already stillborn in its birth All you thought as noble and great Has long gone and entered its grave The storm will come and hurl us all to flames Towers still stand invulnerable and gazing to vast horizon Enter the collective brain - Enter the universal truth See the chaos and macrocosmic lunacy Written beyond the timeless stars Written beyond the perception of mind |
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Parasomnia
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Still vast desert of being Roaming and crawling through this empty field Last autumn for somnambulist to drown Aimless and forgotten, restrained and aching Thoughts echo in parade of unforgiveness The invisible dead march in solemn torment Painful mirage strikes through your blinded eyes Cranny for your disease - All you failed to achieve Lungs are bleeding black Nightmares are coming back Awake from your illusions of hope Mistaking for your surroundings in black empty space You have not sensed the world for ages You have not ever been present in this harsh reality You painted your world to invisible cloath with grey and black You have been the last drop of water in this now broken glass |