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Harakiri For The Sky

Panoptycon

 

Panoptycon

(album: Aokigahara - 2014)


Listen folks:
Nothing in this world worth having comes easy at all
For every decision that comes to our mind, we pay the price
What hereafter will wait for us, only the ocean knows
But you can be everything but certain
I paid the price for every word I dropped
Needless to say, my constant fear of separation
Is actually not disappearing
Still the same reason why I'm depraved of sleep
I'm losing friends and above all: I'm losing confidence!

"Forever and a day", in this case no second abandon
Just pure resolution and our final decision
In this relation, we never thought to repent

I can still hear you admonishing me
But slowing down is not an option
I can still feel the rhythm and my heart is still beating
So your presence is no gift, but a curse!
You all once meant the world to me, who knows
Maybe we'll meet again at my funeral
Don't get me wrong, this is no reckoning to the life we've lived
But the only thing we share today, is our past

Let me back in!

Bleeding hands grab for the last tread
I exchanged all confidence to self-elected suspense
Sometimes I suffer from this life hour for hour
But apart from this circumstance
My voice gets stronger with every minute that falls
Did you ever, ever bleed for something?

Maybe these streets would be an easier way to go
Without these turns, just going straight
But we can't choose their course
Cause this is how we built those
I walked a thousand miles to escape these barren landscapes, but they are still here
They haunt me like shadows, cause this endless melancholy is my oldest fear

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