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NAHEMAH LYRICS
"The Second Philosophy" (2007)
1. Siamese
2. Killing My Architect
3. Nothing
4. Like A Butterfly In A Storm
5. Change
6. Labyrinthine Straight Ways
7. Subterranean Airports
8. Phoenix
9. Today Sunshine Ain't The Same
10. The Speech
1. Siamese
I wake up on broken glass
My golden teeth shining
Reptile through my fingers
It is time to disguise the murderer.
Siamese! Your secret face
I am far away (from you)
Fever licking my feverish smile
A 360 degrees eye embraces me now,
Best lover of myself, me
The lover of the lowest being it’s me.
Siamese! Your secret face
I am far away (from you)
Lost in my condition (freak)
Words that never hold
Turning to anger, your sympathy
The mirror of the Siamese painted muse.
Siamese! Your secret face
I am far away (from you)
2. Killing My Architect
I can’t recognize, I can’t remember
Who I was before the start
I know it’s not a mystic trance
Only a floating window, on a new black layer.
I begin to forget the colour of my cries.
My veins stayed on the way
Tied to my old stars, dragging
Were you the pain creator?
I should erase the traces forever
Should I kill my architect?
But I’m only sure that….
You’ll never find this place
I hide my limits in the no-room
You’ll never walk this way
My legs were serpents going nowhere.
But I’m only sure that….
You’ll never find this place
I hide my limits in the no-room
You’ll never walk this way
My legs were serpents going nowhere
3. Nothing
4. Like A Butterfly In A Storm
5. Change
6. Labyrinthine Straight Ways
You put all my destinies as domino pieces
Falling slowly into a silent descent
Playing quickly your hands seem so sterile
Could you turn my blood into art?
I doubt it so…
Your hands are a perfect reflection of your soul.
Decline all your words to white
The back door is open for you all the time
My back caressing your knife
Could you turn my blood into art?
I doubt it so…
Your hands are a perfect reflection of your soul,
These hurricane pieces fall surrounding you.
The last theatre in the reticule.
Is this my new oxygen?
Is this what you have prepared for me?
A dance of suicidal drops
Could you turn my blood into art?
I doubt it so…
Your hands are a perfect reflection of your soul,
These hurricane pieces fall surrounding you.
7. Subterranean Airports
8. Phoenix
9. Today Sunshine Ain't The Same
10. The Speech
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