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SLEEPWALKER SUN LYRICS
"Sleepwalker Sun" (2005)
1. Blindfold
2. Bring 'Em
3. Sleepwalker Sun
4. Dead Flowers
5. Russian Roulette
6. Jalen's Eyes
7. Nocturnal
1. Blindfold
What is hidden behind the curtain of delusion
Even within pure hearts
Unveil the unsuspected, the secret desires
What is hidden behind faithfulness and innocence
Maybe shadow
Look through this fragile covering
A silent roar echoes within
With eyes wide shut
Insanity can come up to scene
Remembering at night
The burning desire
The flame that never died
That blinds and wakes a web of lies
Just a gentle deflect
From our constant stream
And our cravings are revealed
Cause no dream is just a dream
In the shady city, he is like a disgarnished spot
With hatred, fast diversion
can make him forget confession
A whore, a bed, betrayal, the scene is set and done
A journey into desire has begun
If we are confined by morality,
desire can show us reality
A stranger, an ideal,
Perfection has converged
And the eyes are petrified
By all the fill that it provides
Submit to temptation
covered by an unruly fire
Waiting for the right word to
unleash yourself to life
With an eerie feeling, orgy takes place, mystery remains
Mysterious songs evoked, it’s the dance of lust
When the mask falls down, emerges the unknown
In the hands of night heralds, life is for a thread
If we are confined by morality,
desire can show us reality
Password: Fidelio
A funny way to say
You are allowed to betray
A costume to live a fantasy,
A mask for not to be seen
With eyes wide shut
Insanity can come up to scene
Guided by instinct, driven without wheels
Everything’s spinning round and round
As in a delirium of a dream, he denies to accept his way
But nothing more must be explained, as evidences say
If we are confined by morality,
desire can show us reality
Password: Fidelio
A funny way to say
You are allowed to betray
A costume to live a fantasy,
A mask for not to be seen
With eyes wide shut
Insanity can come up to scene
Sometimes, we can’t avoid reality
But living in a dream may relieve it
In the name of our sanity, questions should silence
then we should remain with eyes wide shut
2. Bring 'Em
As a prism that distills frequencies
That in conjunction become one
The regulation of light
And regulation of flow
Straighten what might have once randomly spun
Bring them
Parallel dimensions
Bring them
Uncorporeal tensions
Tear them
Into shapeless lenses
Hurl them
Into artificial trances
On the verge of random responses
The links are weakened in the chains
The former strictness of space
And the usual course of time
Are rearranged into kaleydoscopical chaos
Bring them
Parallel dimensions
Bring them
Uncorporeal tensions
Tear them
Into shapeless lenses
Hurl them
Into artificial trances
Three dimensions to express all the vectors
Only colors to provide textured spaces
No more cycles to uphold fixed conventions
No more angles that elude dissension
Shapes erupt from tired light prospectors
Randomly in each direction it faces
Liquid bonds can’t provide enough tension
To avoid final crumbling of dimensions
Three dimensions to express all the vectors
Only colors to provide textured spaces
No more cycles to uphold fixed conventions
No more angles that elude dissension
Bring them
Parallel dimensions
Bring them
Uncorporeal tensions
Tear them
Into shapeless lenses
Hurl them
As a prism that distills frequencies
That in conjunction become one
The regulation of light
And regulation of flow
Straighten what might have once randomly spun
3. Sleepwalker Sun
Champing my lips
As the astronauts touches
Dali’s mustache with a glove
Someone admiring the mirror
Would it be some Ford model?
Or would it be Narcissus?
Inside an ice cube
The biting goes on
Recreate the creation
Become a paragon
I follow the ancient road
of future dreaminess
That is a path
where I find myself floored
“I was a happy kind
But what to do with happiness
when pain is a river without ford?”
Chewing my tongue
As the carriage goes with the herd that
roamed through the night
The bat is the only mammal that flies
I take back what I said
Whales too can fly through the air
Inside a circle of gas
Fire can slash
Meditation from Thais
A mosaic of flesh
I follow the ancient road
of future dreaminess
That is a path
where I find myself floored
“I was a happy kind
But what to do with happiness…”
When I can’t find my sleepwalker sun
They have amputated my teeth
They have pulled out my Iris
Cut the air with your fingers
and castrate the word with your eyes
They have amputated my teeth
and drained my cries
I follow the ancient road
of future dreaminess
That is a path
where I find myself floored
“I was a happy kind
But what to do with happiness…”
When I can’t find my sleepwalker sun
They have amputated my teeth
They have pulled out my Iris
Cut the air with your fingers
and castrate the word with your eyes
They have amputated my teeth
and drained my cries
They have amputated my teeth
They have crushed my eyes
They have pulled out my guts
They have drained my cries
They have amputated my teeth
They have ground my lung
They have mutilated my spine
They have splintered my tongue
They have amputated ME
4. Dead Flowers
There are words I could not find
Or have somehow lost their meaning
In the pages now left behind
senseless words keep just spinning
There is much that still could be said
There are words that still float around us
But the tears we refuse to shed
Are a curse… curse…
I am not quite sure I can open this drawer
I am not sure I can smell the dead flowers
much to recover and this might make me cower
It might make me uncover if what's mine is still ours
I am trapped by the songs of sirens
Enthralled by their silent screams
Reaction led by pure chance
That fits in unheard of schemes
Under a different disguise
Old mistakes stop to chat
Support I used to despise
Decision I now regret
Please turn off the brightest lights
After the turn of the cards
I will wait for deeper insights
At least for small thought shards
Please turn off the searing lights
After the turn of the tide
To the laws your hand writes
I'll undoubtedly abide
Greet the ghosts but do not heed the words they say
Wait for sleep and do not mind their wails or sighs
Do not trust them when they say they will not stay
When tomorrow comes you'll understand but now
I am not quite sure I can open this drawer
I am not sure I can smell the dead flowers
much to recover and this might make me cower
It might make me uncover if what's mine is still ours
There are words I could not find
Or have somehow lost their meaning
In the pages now left behind
Senseless words keep just spinning
Through the night
Greet the ghosts but do not heed the words they say
Wait for sleep and do not mind their wails or sighs
Do not trust them when they say they will not stay
When tomorrow comes you'll understand but now
I am not quite sure I can open this drawer
I am not sure I can smell the dead flowers
much to recover and this might make me cower
It might make me uncover if what's mine is still ours
This time
There were words I could not say
This time now
This time
There were prayers I could not pray
This time now
I am not quite sure I can open this drawer
I am not sure I can smell the dead flowers
much to recover and this might make me cower
It might make me uncover if what's mine is still ours
5. Russian Roulette
Nighttime brings silence
but also brings obscurity
The decease brings absence
but also brings tranquility
Where the hell is my reasoning?
Where’s the God they teach me to love?
Where’s everything I’ve lost?
Please, make me forget all above
The sanctuary disappeared.
Angels, they had silenced.
The horizon is falling down,
All the orchids have already died
The eyes had closed
the desert had revived.
Though you can never understand
This is my pain, my final line
I’m still catching bones
Without breath or life
This russian roulette, I simply don’t mind
Does somebody laugh at me over a dead cloud?
“Ring the bells, call the hangman”, the neck shouts
Bring the poison, then I’ll show you the scars
Throw me to the sharks, and I’ll pride you
Pull out my liver and give it for some drunk,
disqualified as I am
But leave me in peace, forget me,
love me now and then
Words and roses don’t mean nothing anymore,
as nothing else does
I’m still catching bones
Without breath or life
This russian roulette, I simply don’t mind
Does somebody laugh at me over a dead cloud?
“Ring the bells, call the hangman”, the neck shouts
Ring the bells, bring the rope, I’m set and done
The calm of your eyes blinds me
Burning clouds fading the sun
Your solitude behind me
I’ll send you tears from this night
Cause my words are all said in vain
Just recall our breath is finite
When the horizon no longer remains
Maybe life is just some smiling
Maybe life is just some crying
Cause the horizon no longer remains
6. Jalen's Eyes
Shapeless forms
A blur from reality
Clear the sight
To avoid being blind
Senses soothed
Covering confusion
Untie them all
Make an illusion
All should be cast aside
Turn all out and start again
See through Jalen’s Eyes
Shadows and clouds aren’t all the same
Discover the purity
Realize the beauty
See through Jalen’s Eyes
7. Nocturnal
In a flash of mild lucidity
I remember I’ve forgotten all the traces
Traces that are mislaid
in the deep of our own hearts
Abandoned in a wharf of mutual infliction
Between the tender lights,
the rain is falling right here where I lie
Under the cruelty of a
slow silence, fading away
Covering the blind encounter
as embraces slay
All is desert, filled with hollow
I’m slowly going away
Without conscience, I see myself
Staring at you forever in this play
Through myself, a turmoil of void
Through my veins, runs splintered flesh
With no clearness,
I stare at you but cannot reach
Without memory,
remains the eternal dance of broken links
Through myself, a labyrinth of madness
Through my veins, runs sincere blood
With no clearness,
we observe the passion emptying itself
Without memory,
we’re contemplating our lethargic love
I equilibrate myself
in the unseeable thread of distant sanity
And touch in vain the perpetual void of wind
Transmute the rational logics of time fractions
Into an endless intermission of submerse memories
I throw off the vanities before opaque eyes
I observe my allegories spreading out
Burns the static dance of thought
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