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THOREOUS LYRICS
"Shadows of August" (2004 Demo)
1. The Fall of Silence
2. Solitude
3. Conclusion into the Mirrors
4. The Second August
5. Of Dead End Metamorphoses
1. The Fall of Silence
Through the dark of sullen woods,
I can see your silhouette.
My tears have come to tell,
the story of broken mirrors.
My sorrow will heal your pain,
if not today,
Tomorrow is to wake,
the gift within my veins,
to wake… my pain…
Into your sun,
rising,
taking me over the sun,
falling through your sky,
holding my hand.
The night becomes my sun over the sky.
Yesterday has told,
destiny to be your fate,
Haven't you seen?
I am you,
the one to be…
eating the pillow of spawn…
…Once an answer to be heard.
No more lies, no more truth…
listen…
2. Solitude
3. Conclusion into the Mirrors
4. The Second August
The feeling being observed and eavesdropped
imitating every own step in the shape of victims
with the intention being above
nevertheless without doubt, without hesitating
To complement all existing apperently,
all must be absorbed
the deeper the better
With the force of a doubt
insecure concerning his public
and in fear towards the anger
he tries to open up his spheres
in the sate of being secluded
but he locks himself in,
keeps himself imprisoned, no way around,
even without fundament and basis he surpasses himself
perhaps a lonesome yell for help,
a whimper through them.
His sob, distorted and broken
on the verge of collapse
a grey misery floods his senses, his valence
together with his power to feel
chased away by those he wanted to save
without smiling
alone among ohters
without grace recognising his path
pity and hate so strong as their will and their envy
strong enough to confront his tormented body
with the stream of truth
teared up to pieces by the knowledge about their destiny
they'll never reach the aim
even the recreation of a way for one of their souls
could not find back the path through his existence
Without one single demand
Because he is feeling the deepest affection
in his soul of life
without rationally or morally motives
Till they buried him in his grave themselves.
5. Of Dead End Metamorphoses
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