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WARBLADE LYRICS
"A Crisis in the Gray Space" (2003)
1. The End Unleashed at Dawn
2. Deadly Nightshade
3. The Wasteland Burials
4. The Wasteland Burials II
5. The Lifeline Machinery
6. A Crisis in the Gray Space
7. The Scowl
8. Dreamwork and Memory
9. Epistemic Purificaion
1. The End Unleashed at Dawn
Rise into the shadows
Fear everything that you can't see
Contortions at the base
And down you sink into the mystery of death
Not quite there, but close enough to taste eternity
You won't cross the boundary just yet
Mirror shards show you yourself
Inside out and up and down
And through a wisdom you don't understand
Acid rot of the mechanical sound of thought
The demons knocking one, two, three
Welcome hell, the demon of the fall is reigning red and dead, the leaves entomb, the wind falls still
Shoulder deep in endless sleep
Stumble in the shadows
Witness everything that you had feared
Contortions at the base
Foundations above come down
And down you sink, you're on the brink of no return
This is the time for a death of feeling, go numb, break your own fall
Then you'll learn, and grow, and leave the frozen shadows
But you sigh again, it's begun, the end becomes unleashed at dawn
Your eternal sorrow's at the door, the demon's come for more, his wings eclipse the sun, nowhere left to run
And down you sink , you're on the brink of no return
Glance to the left hand side it's the conquest of defear, sounds of the damned grow stronger with each breath
The demon's knocking one, two, three, welcome hell the demon of the fall is reigning red and dead, the leaves entomb, the wind falls still
A catastrophic fall from grace, vanishing without a trace
Night stares from the heart, a different kind of dream
Motion captured lies, the twilight speaks
See you on the other side...
2. Deadly Nightshade
3. The Wasteland Burials
4. The Wasteland Burials II
5. The Lifeline Machinery
6. A Crisis in the Gray Space
Tho paths, two desires, two sides to every story
Stripped from all beliefs and placed in the line of fire
Let this be rubric of your frail imagination gaining innovative tactics for personal warfare and devastation... self deception... pain
A pointilism atmospfere at point blank range twists and turns
We go between the particles
Esoteric conclusions weave the seams which make a two color argument a three way pitfall
Further contemplations only cause further decension of the faltering divide
Knowledge strikes with no mercy on the unprepared, Are your ready for this?
I don't know how everything has come to this, all our schemes come down with a vengeance, they could bury as alive, the look on your face, a mountain side relic to exceed all lifetimes
There's a crisis in the gray space between life and death, they've decoded your heart, unleashed all the memories, found your weakness and made it their strength
Thestorm has arrived
We're losing strength of time and space, expanding contusions on a past and a future
We're losing strength on the axis of forever, disguising confusions as ageless contentions
I've always been at war with myself, you wondered why... I'm saying I don't know
Hypothesis one... I broke my own dreams so long ago
Hypothesis two... I starved a futile rebellion until they were no longer so futile
Hypothesis three... I broke every rules heart and expected them to plai fair
Hypothesis four... We're all alone in the forgotten tombs of deceit. Reprisal swings so majestically just out of reach...
Die again and again...
I don't know how everything has come to this, all our schemes come down with a vengeance. They could bury as alive. the look on your face, a mountain side relic to exceed all lifetimes
There's a crisis in the gray space between life and death
They've unlocked your heart, unleashed all the memories
Found your weakness and made it their strength
The storm has arrived
Everything is falling down, we're under it and marked for death
Which side? Either could behold more doom. Either could behold your destiny...
7. The Scowl
8. Dreamwork and Memory
9. Epistemic Purificaion
Here we are regardless of rights and wrongs and I can't help but feel like a hero and a villain wrapped in one
Collective butchering, brilliance only takes one so far
Into a barrier of mental limitations. A romance with disaster
Can you see, hear or smell, taste or feel?
The tunnel vision memory playing our lives from here to there, will it ever end? Serpent trials, error prone, and bleeding from the bones
Visions, sound, the sickness bound, enchantment over you
Martyr blood on feeble hands, the weaker cause the strenghtening
Walk with me through the tides of history, we'll see things they won't ever see
Once again I'm choking and seeing a Technicolor dream
It's all there is beyond the destiny
The fate is cast... The demon's wait for me
With a splintered reception we see what we were
Counter clockwise years pass in just seconds
Backwards through the engraved history of the minds eye
Trace the wounds, seconds pass... this place knows it all
Nothing is safe and nothing is secret
Bleeding crimson memories, you're getting weaker. Turning shades of blue and caving in... face down for good
I'll go on alone... rest in pieces
High... low
Rotting in a forward march towards a revelation
Seeing the decay of the body that I call my own
Turning time inside out, chronological mismatched misfortunes
The stakes are getting higher
The hunt is on...
Run from time
Conveyed on fear
Shadows of the past enclose each tear
Aging with each step into life it's coming undone
Conceive visually all that was so wrong. Liquid flames force me to the dark, and back to day one
Beyond where I was born
Hoping this is life to death to life
Break these ties with all that's killing me
Flee the demons that are right behind
Walk away from this and never look back. Born into fires
Grown in the graveyard soil
Breathe, it's just a dream
Learn to love the silence
Scream, still no one's listening
Dead to all minds but my own
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