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DRAMATIC IRONY LYRICS
"Poem Without Rhyme" (2002 EP)
1. Poem Without Rhyme
2. Warring Minds
3. Impression
1. Poem Without Rhyme
On a long journey through a misty land
unknown landscape drawn by the master's hand
A work of art, is it burned into stone?
Or is it just the rime on a leaf?
"Forever this world must be, it's order will last
It never can be changed by human's grasp."
Don't you see the change of time?
Won't you see the change of society?
Now and for all time
it's like a poem without rhyme
Here and now you will see
What's now left of me
What do you want?
(Is it) Just success?
What do you want now?
To put in order the whole mess?
Truth or a lie?
Tell us more!
Lonely seagull's scream
On a forgotten shore.
Are you living for yourself or for the others
It's a zigzag course without direction
A pathway to your fall
Your hope it melts away
Will you ever live in contentment again?
Will you ever see the light again?
Your ultimatum delivered by your fate
It's purling away like the sand in an hour-glass
Now and for all time
it's like a poem without rhyme
Here and now you will see
What's now left of me
It's a broken man
2. Warring Minds
Walking through the sand of ancient times
Mysterious pathways through the desert
To an unknown destination
Looking at the pyramids of time
They are build on holy ground
A guide for the lonely traveller
Something happened, unexpected in this way
There was a lonely rose growing in this wasted land
Lost between warring minds, an endless tide of darkness
Kept in isolation behind the frontier
Raving in your dreams, searching for the answer
Dare this outrage and you are lost
"Peaceloving man sign your last retreat, it's the pattern of welltempered need
It's the pasquinade of your last will, it's the last task you have to fulfill.
The sealed writing in your hand, the peace of paper on which you depend
The scribbled letters written in black, show you there's no turning back!"
Something happened, unexpected in this way
There was a lonely rose growing in this wasted land
Lost between warring minds, an endless tide of darkness
Kept in isolation behind the frontier
Raving in your dreams, searching for the answer
Dare this outrage and you are lost
3. Impression
An impression, cold and sharp as a sword's blade, cutting dreams
To divide the day from night to assort the facets of my mind
It creeps through the darkness and through my head
It fills me and makes me cry instead
When will you return? When the moon shows its dark side?
When the sun fails to shine in the sky and when the world prepares to die?
When's the time to understand? When will you comprehend?
It's when the sun fails to shine in the sky and when the world prepares to die
A flickering flame reveals the scheme of the guardian guiding the entrance
To the door noone can pass, standing between light and darkness
You have to choose before you get there whether you're good or bad
The choice, it makes me cry instead
When will you return? When the moon shows its dark side?
When the sun fails to shine in the sky and when the world prepares to die?
When's the time to understand? When will you comprehend?
It's when the sun fails to shine in the sky and when the world prepares to die
Is it really necessary to paint in black or white, without any colour?
Doesn't it make life much more exciting than everything else?
These thoughts they haunt me and fill my head
The choice, it makes me cry instead
When will you return? When the moon shows its dark side?
When the sun fails to shine in the sky and when the world prepares to die?
When's the time to understand? When will you comprehend?
It's when the sun fails to shine in the sky and when the world prepares to die!
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