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from Subterranean Masquerade - Suspended Animation Dreams (2005)
Hello, what am I doing here?
I don't belong in this place Locked in a box And when the show comes to an end With a bravo Tik Tak you disconnect In mute mode, on display A souvenir from the last battle Hope vs. Repair |
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from Subterranean Masquerade - Suspended Animation Dreams (2005)
Be nice, behave
And smile when they look direct at you Be there, a friend A shoulder to cry on, the dry soul of the west At night, be quiet In the park tear yourself apart Face the sky, see the big cheese smile? Let yourself loose, before the morning comes Free your mind before the chains leave their mark For more.... Be nice, behave Take one for the team, At lunch, be bright Talk about philosophy and what comes next; The man or the monkey in space So it's not surprising That they almost drowned when it starts to rain As if the shield is melting, And all they know is fading By the light of the moon don't we all look pale? Inhaling - taking deep again! |
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from Subterranean Masquerade - Suspended Animation Dreams (2005)
I'm digging myself, a small hole, will call it home
We'll get a dark purple carpet so I will never fall, will never sink inside this hole and make it be a part of me, a part of you, a part of us... So join me in my home I'm digging a tunnel to another world To when civilizations were controlled by big gray animals Survival is the key for life, the hunter - Allah on his side And no one really knows his right from wrong. So what changed? Still feels like home! Running from the horror of civil depression from the time before the time Claiming the remains of a glorious presence A chapter that slowly dies Birthmark represents an unspeakable rage Can you see, my forehead burning? Pretentious fairies counting heads Mortal Inventory, roots to collect But there is no other place.... I will be digging you a small hole, to call home So you will always feel welcome, all on your own But when you need a break from it all Pack a few bones to accompany the road And remember that there is no place to come back to There was never a home |
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from Subterranean Masquerade - Suspended Animation Dreams (2005)
Come and play me
Let my rhythm shake your body Take a chance, unwarp me Let my sweet sound was the pain away Now, I'm here to stay (Just passing through!) I'm not going away Yes, I'm your new frend I'm the aftertaste, I consolidate your emotions And sign my name as your devotion to life Strip down my knowledge; let the beat pump the poison in your blood Addressing all your freedom to this hungry box inside That solid state of mind of yours bound to never be alike I will never change (Now it's me and you!) Or can be unmade But on the other hand Each time you scream my name A golem, reborn by ashes from afar Virtual ritual, desktop icon, link to your inside The throat is itching, the head is spinning and sour feeling As I'm breathing and dreamwallking to the other room just to see her cry Tara's not the same, she can't make sense, her voice disappearing in the grace that echoes as the circle breaks apart Does it feel different inside? In this classic affair of loud pantomime... Can't get a dial tone, busy line A figure of small statue, but dare I say Glued from pieces of your shell, identical we shall remain |
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from Subterranean Masquerade - Suspended Animation Dreams (2005)
Those eyes have seen the best of days
Turning the countdown clock A salty taste of a waterfall, thick colored fog Bathing in the gaze of a sacred desire under the warmth of the sun Senseless we adored the freedom, we danced for kingdom come Twelve weeks already in this place Turning, the countdown clock X is sitting in his chair, he's half white, And I'm half blue At night, the screams from upstairs muting the storms outside And I still ask myself the same old questions Is the carnival on tonight? As time passes me by, I avoid my painful doubt That in a time of bleed, I need you by my side But why is it that you always vanish Like a mirage in summer nightLeaving just a shadow - so vivid, can't see anything esle for miles And by the time you make your mind to take the pill Division bells ringing down the elevator shaft Welcome to the seventh floor rhymes well with velvet cream Your crime in passion, last will, paint in purple Six strings to cover fear |
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from Subterranean Masquerade - Suspended Animation Dreams (2005)
Look deep enough and you shall find it
Right there in the corner, hiding by the wall Silently watching, frightened, The rule is not to lose control Look deep enough and you shall find it, It's like staring at a cartoon From the other side of the mirror. They see you too Like nobody else can do Shivering icy blue eyes a landscape no one else has walked - before And there you shall find a window A snapshot to the desert of its soul Look deep enough and you shall find it A mask hanging on the wall All dusty from the crime of aging Its still living, look and you shall find Wake up - surrender to the gravity of darkness The weightless spiral down Wake up from the lullaby of endless sleep Wake up from this dream Why are all those around me screaming? It feels so comfortable alone They said they see a bleeding, Experiment that went all wrong Like waking up to get the feeling that Everything you know is gone |
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from Subterranean Masquerade - Suspended Animation Dreams (2005)
No need here for decay
What you say does not make any sense I'm awake but dreaming Suspended Animation Dreams.... |
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