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DYSTHYMIA LYRICS
"Mind...Will... Action" (2003 Demo)
1. Reality Or Imagination
2. Dawn Of Destruction
3. Fear
4. The Realm Of Puppet-Souls
5. Ode On Melancholy
6. Dusk Of Silence
1. Reality Or Imagination
2. Dawn Of Destruction
Wake Up,
Look Through This Strange Atmosphere
Screams In The Air As Edges On The Skin
Rolling Shadows
Are Trying To Cover Every Piece Of Light.
Fusion Of Colour Darkness And Vacuum
Chaos Is Devouring Everything
The Holy One Is Consumed
By Pain And Regret.
Life Is Running Away
Like A Breath Of Fire
Just Calling My Name,
The Meaning Of Death
People, Come By My Side
Holding Tight My Faith
Now Life
Is Full Of Hate,
Black Sorrow
Compress Your Brain,
In This Deadly Game
There Will Be Only One,
Master Of Mayhem
3. Fear
Look Around You,
See The Faces Of The People,
Feel Their Pain,
Now They Know
The Brutal Faith
Of Life.
Guilty Hands
Of Cruel Killings
Are Ripping Away
Our Dreamfull Life,
A Strange Sense Of Weakness
Rise Into Us.
Fear ... The Mind Is Its Own Place
Fear ... Oblivious Pool
Crucified Your Hopes
There Is No Salvation
Mad Ghost Of Change
Turns All In Hate And Pain.
Blood And Corpses
Oppresses The Mind,
Graceless Terror
Rules The Body.
Devil's Sons
Are Running In This Red
And Gloomy Sky,
Annihilation
Is Their Dark Order,
Over Humanity's Head
A Shadow Of Desperation.
4. The Realm Of Puppet-Souls
I Feel Alone
In This Restless Life
Feeding My Body
With Filthy Blasphemy
Blameworthy Structure
Of Human Being
Blood-stained Images
Of Our Own Destiny.
In The Darkest Ignorance
Walking The Path
That Should Never Be
Trampled On ...
... The Way Of The Left Hand.
Someone Cries
The Blessed Lord Of Heavens
Other Calls
The Empty One Of Hell
No Hopes For The Future
War Is Inside The Soul.
In The Darkest Ignorance
Walking The Path
That Should Never Be
Trampled On ...
... The Society Of Illusion.
In My Dreams
Visions Of Good And Bad
I Can Run Counter-current
The Edge Of My Spirit
Will Cut The Lie's Throat
But This Is The Realm
The Realm Of Puppet-souls,
The Wise Seems Fool,
Madness Is Reality.
Maybe I Am More Alive
Than The Others
But I'm Feeling Ill
For This Reason
No Hopes For The Future
Creativity Was Buried Alive.
5. Ode On Melancholy
No, No, Go Not To Lethe,
Neither Twist Wolf's-bane,
Tight-rooted, For Its Poisonous Wine;
Nor Suffer Thy Pale Forhead To Be Kiss'd
By Nightshade,
Ruby Grape Of Proserpine;
Make Not Your Rosary Of Yew-berries,
Nor Let The Beetle,
Nor The Death-moth Be
Your Mornful Psyche, Nor The Downy Owl
A Partner In Your Sorrow's Mysteries;
For Shade To Shade Will Come Too Drowsily,
And Drown The Wakeful
Anguish Of The Soul.
6. Dusk Of Silence
Breathing Deep
With Calm In Your Mind
To Dispel Thoughts Of Grief,
Making Believe From My Eyes
I Am Innocent.
But Truth, You Know
Is Hidden Inside...
Clear Words Of Oblivious Sins
Are Written On ...
The Wall You See
On This Silent Hill ...
It Is The Reflection
Of A Worn-out Soul.
Evil You Did
Turns To You
And Now Dark Is The Sky.
Break, Destroy The Hypocrisy
Impale You Black Ideals
Regret Crushes Your Mind
No Way To Live Together
In This Dusk Of Silence
The Wall You See
On This Silent Hill ...
It Is The Reflection
Of A Worn-out Soul.
Evil You Did
Turns To You
And Now
Dark Is The Sky. But Truth,
You Know Is Hidden Inside ...
Clear Words Of Oblivious Sins
Are Written On ...
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