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Smiles
03:53
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What a gift a smile is
In times like these
Instead of clinging just to memories
I’m reading faces like a comic strip
Smile for me...
What A gift a smile is
Sincerity is everything
Cures the impending doom
When falling down a hole
Like the hand that gives you halt
Security before it all
Stroll across the way to ruin
Broken walls, the castle’s burning
Clocks tick
Words stick
If you’re not real, then what is?
To Believe
We are
Just atoms
On a chemical autobahn
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ICD-X
03:40
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Like a stalking beast that lurks
In the darkness of your thoughts
It sends from time to time
Shivers down your spine
Like a ghost that follows you home
Wherever you go
It's the curse you don't want know
The Shadow within your soul
You can’t summon it
It does not obey
There's no spell to bind it
In those shimmering moments of solace you find it
In the corner of the eye
Is where it’s hiding all the time
It feeds on your need
With unsetiable greed
The more you feel lost, the closer it comes and the more it eats
Feeding
Needing
Devouring you whole
Aching
Taking
Tearing apart
And swallow it all
The Shadow Within...
It feeds on your need
With insetiable greed
The more you feel lost, the stronger it gets
And the more it eats
Numbing your instincts
And blinding your sight
It comes and goes
Whenever it wants
It knows and you don’t
It grows along with your sorrow
Twisting your neck
So the words can’t get out
Getting behind you
...To be your shadow
The Shadow Within
it's calling your name
The Shadow Within
Driving you insane
The Shadow Within
Riding the pain
The Shadow Within
The end of the line is to die
The shadow within...
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3. |
Thorns
03:46
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Thorns
Belong
Underneath the skin
A foul construct, of nothingness
Here or there It doesn’t matter at all
Once all the pieces start falling apart
They all shatter the same as they fall
Existence is meaningless
Futile, and at the end there is death
If I don’t know the name of the game
I can as well go down and drown in these flames
I HATE MY LIFE, I HATE MY EYES
I HATE MY VOICE, I HATE MY LIFE
I HATE MY LIFE, I HATE MY EYES
I HATE THE SUN, I AM AT WAR WITH TIME
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Cursed and sentenced to suffer at birth
Killing it all in the name of the world
With Zero confidence
Against zero tolerance
It’s your bones against stones
An asylum with the walls coming close
Chained to the inside, crawling around
The new day changed the locks and there’s no getting out
I HATE MY LIFE, I HATE MY EYES
I HATE MY VOICE, I HATE MY LIFE
I HATE THE BLOOD, I HATE THE SOUND
STILL I HATE TO DIE, I AM AT WAR WITH TIME
Thorns
Belong
To the rose
But the fall from the stem
Thorns
Belong
Underneath the skin
Twitching nerves along with cramps as the face distorts
Wishing and praying that sunlight will end this terrible storm
Whatever the purpose once was, to which were born
There’s nothing left but the pain and the stress like there’s no roses left but the thorns
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4. |
33
03:58
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A maelstrom of water-colored clouds
Turning vista upside down
Your eyes have been painting all along
The iris of the sun
Pulling the strings
Capturing things
Imagine dreams
Filling the canvas
The wind to waves
The light to the day
Imagine dreams
Brush it all away
What you say is hitting the paper
The images shimmering
Ink under your skin
A maelstrom of water-colored clouds
Turning vista upside down
Your eyes have been painting all along
The iris of the sun
Autonomous movements
Paths drawn by your own hands
Leading the way to
Where words cannot be silenced
Leaving
The painting
Freeing
From this picture
Channeling
The spirits within
Finding
What truly matters
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5. |
Wrong
05:36
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Forever leaving a trace
Behind the very step that you make
Like withering flowers
There goes another
Closing door
Striding the same path as before
Shows you that you all along
...You knew you don’t belong
So strange
So wrong
Don’t belong
Faces adorn the lanes
Like masks on road signs
Flashing by in high rates
Only you can see them
Their lament of needing
Thousand times louder then your requiem
Killing all that you want
Who knows why this is happening...
Complimentary colours
A happy note in a sad song
Anywhere you go
It’s like you don’t belong
You Are torn from the outside
You Are torn on the inside Too
So strange
Don’t belong
So wrong
Don’t belong
You are torn
You are...
Don’t belong
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6. |
Hours
04:29
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Your face in your hands
Torn asunder
A wall of black
Rolling thunder
Ask yourself honestly
How long will it take
Life has its own heart beating
To a different rhythm
Minutes turn to hours
Night turns to day
And finally, thankfully,
Your thoughts slip away
Empty halls house greater thoughts
Born only from the moment as it was
Fear not the fear of regrets
As those can be met
Not with fire and providence
But unbreakable confidence
Savor the days
As they will go away
All that you feel
Time will not heal
Delete the pictures
Erase the moment
Giving in to what is real
As it is written in the scriptures
Why is it not better now?
Fate takes ist toll
Is it in you hands? But for how long?
You do not know
Pulling out the nails
Of your coffin
One thing left to loose
Well isn’t that something?
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7. |
Painbody
05:25
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Not only moving forward
Is the only way to get out
Road blocks lead to another winning failure
For the last time
New, old, well known experience
Try, expose
Why the social experiment?
When there’s more than one
Failure is imminent
Though a moment saves
The true self from giving in
The breath becomes the atmosphere
It isn’t you, it isn’t real
Knowing who you are
Is not enough
To keep pain from breaking you up
So easy to surrender
There’s a way out
Face down
Face down, there’s a way out
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8. |
Eyes
04:14
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Seeing more
Than you know
Seeing more
Than the light shows
A distance but close
No moon, no sun
Spirits dance on the walls
Dying to know
What each turn of the keys might do
To afraid to know what’s within
I don’t know..
No moon, no sun
But words
...RUN
Feeling way different
Than I thought
Hearing more
But understand less
I listen
There's nothing
But a swinging cord
Gone is the soul
Went with the stars
To the bed in the sky
With their lives flying by
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Mirror
04:09
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I am broken just like you
And we both are broken through
Why hold a mirror in front of you
I am broken just like you
And you know you broke in two
As the broken spirit dies
...DIES
Gods created, not as stated, as the guidelines’ set in stone
Flesh shapes sculptures that are more than you bargained for
Passing by the corner of the eye
The dirt that will not way silently
There’s the difference
Between bliss and torment
I am broken just like you
And we both are broken through
Why hold a mirror in front of you
I am broken just like you
And you know you broke in two
An image that tells no lies
As the broken spirit dies
Look the mirror in the eye
Seeing you, seeing true
The eye of the beholder clinging to itself
Is it the ignorance or the soul?
Calling out for help
Wishing to be dead and broken
Still holding on and choking
I am broken just like you
And you know you broke in two
An image that tells no lies
Until you believe it’s true
All lies
LIES
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10. |
Sky Valley Inc.
02:24
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Honesty is a belief,
That surfaces do wither
Flowers bloom and burst
Like the gift that keeps on giving
So many questions left
Is it worth to keep on living
It’s not the desert sun that burns the wheels
But the road the keeps ‘em spinning
Thoughts are rising high
Towards the sky
Imaginations are surely rising
Towards the horizon
The colours on the canvas of your life
Running down your spine
Take a picture and move on
You will be remembered by your seeds
But not those you plant in others
You need your eyes only
And not another pair to see
You gotta live with yourself
Your the answer to all that matters
You gotta live with yourself
Whatever may come
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11. |
Burial
03:30
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The higher hill
The harder the fall
So thick is the book of things I wish I’d new before
To Lose is to learn
To win is the end
How smart we must have been when it all started to burn
A glimpse back
That harrowing feeling that there’s no one behind your back
But a Shadow
In a burial gown
Chasing you into a burial ground
The more fatal the times
The shorter is your life
A BURIAL
All water stalls
A procession
Veils of black
Weeping willows
Life’s such a cliché
Six feet later
Nothing has changed
Once so strong
Now so cowardly
Once loud, now fading silently
The fire raging
The eyes molten
The irritating smell of arrogance burning
The more fatal the times
The shorter is your life
The power they muster
Bursting on the crust of defeat
The wall so high that no daylight will ever leave
Bury your dead
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RodtGod Stuttgart, Germany
Turning the human experience into doom and death metal into health metal. Or so. Est. 2016.
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