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A-BROS LYRICS
"Note of Destruction" (2004 Demo)
1. Grasp of Insanity
2. Fear of the Sick and the Dead
3. File Under: Missing Persons
4. Spheral
5. The Element of Remaining
1. Grasp of Insanity
Dissipating! A nail through the edge of my coffin.
All hope´s gone. A nail through the edge.
Submerging to a state of more perfection.
All hope´s gone. A last produced illussion.
Architecture with a wish for more permanence.
All hope´s gone. A dream lost in decay.
Set aside all the strains that are holding me.
Freed at last from the grasp of insanity.
My adaption to retain reality.
Caused by revalation from within. From Within. From Within.
Striving to get away, madness.
Poised to strike behind my back.
Left but still forsaken, draining.
All my hatered left within for you to taste.
Distant paths of sanity, tasting.
Wide-open sores of nightmares.
Dreams that are bleeding through, draining.
Desperation left within for you to taste.
Taste! For you to taste!
2. Fear of the Sick and the Dead
This is the new breed body.
Ten days to be putrified.
Disect the soft skin tissue.
Unearth your shallow grave.
If this excavation last.
Bring future science ahead.
In short supply new flesh.
Bodies flood the strees.
Please bring me Dr. Night.
The Messiah of the unborn.
Post mortem man-hunters.
Deliver all your cold.
Ressurect, Is this our new breed design.
Improve, Is this flawless perfection.
History, Reach out your own saving arm.
Sunligth, hit right to the future.
Seek answers inside people.
You found your own existence.
Improving human bloodlines.
Was this the missing link,
To new perfect design?
A severely unsolved puzzle.
The lovestorys first kiss.
Knowing that nothing last.
Is this our new breed design,
Flawless perfection life?
Dark reminder of inteligence
Life is a delicate state.
3. File Under: Missing Persons
With a note of destruction,
All cradled inside.
Born out of nothing,
With a crown that you hide.
Raised with the pretend,
Of a liftime in chains.
Stucked with the boredom,
And a cry out for change.
Too late save this,
All of the dead, fears.
I melt with your apathy,
Find what controls you.
To complete all your wishes,
Could I be there too?
Is this cut to deep?
Wrists crying red, tears.
Too late save this,
All of the dead, fears.
Mental pause conversation,
With ghosts in the past.
You fall apart in shadows,
Of a life half-mast.
With release it was called of,
They were serching for you.
False prediction of loss,
to strife for a clue.
I have not tasted the light,
But seen whats there.
Odessy for something better,
You can't find here.
Friend, I see myself in you,
And that hurts,
To find the apathy.
I wanted to be you,
But nothin like you.
I really miss those moments.
Enemy, I see myself in you,
And it hurts,
As we are melting.
I will remember you,
Will you forget me?
I really miss these moments.
Do you miss those moments?
4. Spheral
Reversed in every prospect.
Denied for all things to come.
Slippin’ by the trail of conflicts.
The wish for presence,
For long gone...
Create a deception detour.
Combust emotinal bruise.
Beyond all hope of recovery.
The sound of absence,
Conclusive...
This smile hurt.
Undestroyed remains of emotion.
Reflections hurt.
Reload this emotional roulette.
This smile hurt.
Undestroyed remains of emotion.
Reflections hurt.
Reload,
This ghostly shell.
Introduce a final chapter.
Black eyes pierce through.
Destroys the chance of escape.
The returning pieces,
Of nightmares.
Reversed, Reversed.
Denied, Denied.
5. The Element of Remaining
Torn toungs and blisstered throats,
All past on when the future tortuous.
Discontent of all too simple options,
By the misconduct youth.
And with the crack of memories,
The equation of truth becomes:
Mortification - in silence.
Sacrification - needlessly.
Sacrification - meaninless.
Mortification - in times.
Imprisoned weakness the firmest ways,
To obtain the right path.
Wingspread cut when they hit the sunlight,
The option considered: Machinae supremacy.
The empty bodies and broken dreams,
Have becomed nothing but faded memories.
Mortification - in silence.
Sacrification - needlessly.
Sacrification - meaninless.
Mortification - in times.
When every option is considered;
However improbable,
Must be the thruth.
When every option is considered;
However improbable,
Must be the thruth.
Years of silence beg for a future,
Stuck in mire with a memories.
Fragements of time and promises of heaven,
Further away from solving the mystories.
Further away from solving the mystories.
Further away from solving the mystories.
Death, the element of remaining.
Blackend thought infested spread inside,
Within the cancer of youth ethernal.
A way to soften these forward motions,
And to embelish this bleeding internal.
Blackend thought infested spread inside,
Within the cancer of youth ethernal.
A way to soften these forward motions,
And to embelish this bleeding internal.
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