1. |
The Sleeper
04:22
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I introduce what makes me scared
A letter that was never sent
Feeling piercing grasp of night
Absent perception of light
The heat being raised bit by bit
Hard to notice or understand
Small steps eventually had been done
How would you name what we’ve become?
I’m straying in the misty moon
And passing the point of no return
At midnight in the month of June
As nothing will remain the same
I introduced what makes me scared
A letter that was never sent
Opened my eyes when it’s too late
Leaves falling down already dead
Disintegrate to satisfy
Reshape according to the plan
Remove my chest my arms my brain
How would you name what will remain?
I’m straying in the misty moon
And passing the point of no return
At midnight in the month of June
As nothing will remain the same
Misty moon
Month of June
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2. |
Inkblot
05:47
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What is expected from the likes of us
Should I keep my head down and try to adapt?
We're like an inkblot’s mirrored sides
To be judged
Who we are and what we illustrate
We reflect each other’s hopes and fears
Bound by
Those walls that we learned to love
I didn't defend myself ‘cause I sensed no harm
But such good intentions can hold us back
We're like an inkblot’s mirrored sides
To be judged
Who we are and what we illustrate
We reflect each other’s hopes and fears
Bound by
Those walls that we learned to love
I am a liar
A truly unique design
Made to suit your needs
Put me on today
I'll be what you need
To look the best
So well dressed
For those that you say you don't care about
A reflection from the past
Defying boundaries of time
With all of it's shapes and tones
This blot defines us both
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3. |
Scattered
04:08
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Wintertime
Photographs
Final breath
It is done
Feel your sigh
Thousand lies
Carnival
Costumes gone
Gaze from afar
Scattered line
Came to an end
My hands, your neck
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4. |
Most Favourite Trap
05:46
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Now it looks like I'm stuck
In my favourite kind of place
Should I convince myself to leave?
Peace slowly fills my heart
As melancholy invites me in
A rope tightens 'round my neck
Well, there are times when I try to run away
But you keep on giving me more and more
When I'm down you kindly provide me with a smile
Then my head gets blurry
I no longer see a way out
You're my most favourite trap
I am sure there were question marks
On most days I clearly saw through your mask
It’s not the biggest surprise
The fun part is that I'll fall for you again
Round and round I run
I move forward I fall back
My addiction
My pride
A fairly controlled breakdown
Recently I stopped
Caring to control you anymore
A trap
My favourite trap
You are the colour that describes my life
The colour that I often used to hide
My favourite colour if someone asked me now
You see
In your shade so many lives have drowned
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5. |
Inertia
08:29
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Denial
I can't hear you now
Enjoying myself
Can’t you join me now?
Patterns are the same
Into the gardens of delights I drift through night chasing light of day
Still dancing in the dark, impulsively, enjoying shades of grey
Looping all the time between the walls where nothing can be solved
The insignificance is not a curse, it's just a test of will
It's not my life that starts to fade
It's just a lie
Darkness around
My love
Darkness inside
Your reflection
Unawareness
Perfect drug
Running blind
The tension rises driven by the hollow clockwork heart
A substance set in endless motion, never meant to stop
The only meaning is to thrive and stay in constant hunt
The sleepless nights, the opened eyes, but truth is never there
It's not a lie I start to fade
It's just my life
Realization
Awaken in the break of day
With a gentle kiss of sweet decay
The pain is coming at the end
Tomorrow I'll start it once again
There’s nothing painful in this
There's always something we miss
Still nothing painful in this
It’s true that our ignorance was bliss
The curtain is lying on the ground
The script extended with a crime
The actress made her final sound
Now buried in the sands of time
There’s nothing painful in this
There's always something we miss
Still nothing painful in this
It’s true that our ignorance was bliss
Point Of No Return
Stay with me awhile
Waiting for the tide
Lay my head to rest
Mourning on your chest
Drowning in the flood
Of our own acts
Final ray of light
Fades into the dark
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6. |
Maniac's Mind
05:04
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Wherever he may wander
With his mastermind
I’m possessed by his will
And so confused
Words without meaning
Thoughts that I’m bleeding
I do not recognize my actions
Sound of reflection
In this silent affection
Just like a tear
Falling down
I am I am
Trapped in a madman's mind
It seems I am
Living in his dream
One day one day
He’ll find himself awake
And my world will come to an end
My mindless spree goes on
I do what I am told
Sometimes I fool myself
I’m the one in control
Words without meaning
Thoughts that I’m bleeding
I do not recognize my actions
Sound of reflection
In this silent affection
Just like a tear
Falling down
I am I am
Trapped in a madman's mind
It seems I am
Living in his dream
One day one day
He’ll find himself awake
And my world will come to an end
Please don’t wake up
Please don’t change a thing
Please don't wake up
Please don't change a thing
You think I gave up
And will serve you right
Truth is I've just found a way
To make our roles reverse
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7. |
Colours of Continuity
10:51
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So it happened once again
Another short-lived stir
Isolated consciousness
That refused to see
To hear
Spin of same ingredients
Evolving recipe
Giving birth to intellect
That refuses to see
To hear
To feel
Again
Scraps of possibility
Existence in between
Flawless continuity
Refused to be seen
To hear
To feel
To fail
I`m a suppressed scream
Butchered to fit in
A dried discarded branch
Buried to be unseen
One thing I ever wanted
To repossess my own trail
Pierce concrete ground of spite
Despite the fear
Scraps of possibility
Existence in between
Clandestine hypocrisy
Still forbids to see
To hear
To feel
To see
To feel
To fail…
It’s been a long time since the first gasp or lie
Passion and cry
Years have passed
No rumination
Still no hope
For us
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8. |
In Mono
06:02
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Yesterday’s worries now paint our reality
We try to erase them, so far we can’t succeed
It is a warning to who is following our path
We thought this may come yet did not truly believe it
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Pale Mannequin Warsaw, Poland
Pale Mannequin are four completely different characters who share a love for music full of emotion. Starting from the broadly understood prog-rock and art-rock, they invite listeners to the world of dynamic riffs, funky grooves, poignant vocals and melancholic melodies. ... more
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