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WHITE LILIUM LYRICS
"II: Chrysalis" (2007 EP)
1. Plain Collapse
2. Fake! Fiction! Facade!
3. Winds in Hell pt. I
4. Abstract
5. Lying In Ashes
6. Heaviness of Honey Wings
7. La lune est la fleur de la nuit
1. Plain Collapse
White faceless masses with the buried will to riot on the roads the air is filled with the sound of breaking thoughts and no one knows who’s the friend and who’s the foe have you seen these bleak eyes of the stalking men with raised, white fists? this is a fight, this is a flight of loneliness between the sky-scrapers a pulsing vein of life in the neon light a bundle of angst, chained up to their naïve trust. forced to keep the illusion they twisted to a morbid vision.
prepared to kill…
I’m scared of her…but someone left the fire on. each night she lies awake and hides her mind from sleep to save herself from this maze from the hate the others breed in her dissolving faith they defeat the clarity of her mind.
the military sense of a marching snare streams around “we can hear it all and we stride to this sound. our life is protest, we sacrifice ourselves in the daily circus” deep, deep in their hearts they are still like little kids but who of us could tell them that they just don’t fit into these lives god has never made to get wasted like these? (these are the roots of the maze they get lost in apathy and greed, indifference, monotony…) mania for material selfishness jealousy of hate, lack of sympathy wasted trust, wasted time, wasted life in the city of misery…
2. Fake! Fiction! Facade!
apathy is your best arm affection your weakness but this indifference is a mutual principle on the facade of numb indifference your crooked smile a perfectly trained conforming with marked composure structured distortion of your well formed face your withering sarcasm leaves nothing to discuss and if I dig up all my humour we may communicate this is a masking procedure defy, defy, defy my words
all I have is my heart and the foes of last night inside these creatures weeping and whining luck falls here asleep where is a backdoor ? if I pull the trigger we die together two long years with the crown of apathy on my head years that made me blind for values years that made my conscience useless but I didn’t hide I only fell asleep reflecting helpless monologues fighting against the foreign power pushing us away pushing us away all I have is my heart and the foes of last night inside these creatures weeping and whining luck falls here asleep where is a backdoor ? if I pull the trigger we die together 4000 feet from the ground this night is dying 4000 feet from the ground I am dying 4000 feet from the ground you are dying
3. Winds in Hell pt. I
4. Abstract
feel the rhythmic pulse inside their artificial breasts panic is the ravenous storm that plays guitar on their souls willing eyes blazing with greed desire for returning home back into their cocoon (dream about the burning blast) can you create a new style of imagination think of all things that might never happen erase the borders of the real the backdoor, the backdoor, I can see the backdoor
can you smell the subtle perfume that pervades the air and fakes the love the rest consumes blissfully until their senses die off your awkward disgusting creatures are in need of a story can you create the moral doubts and operations of fate can you conceive the complex storyline have you ever heard of the concept of dr. wormshedd?
I never thought I could be what I am now I never thought, I’d/could be the fruits/harvest of my fantasy I pray to my Pantasiio, my mirror, so lifeless living beside me but still my deepest cut (leave me leave me leave me alive)
5. Lying In Ashes
tell me what do I need in the night in solitude
on the white shore dripping oh where is that ghost
the echoes and the sounds recalling the obscure shapes
cause I could not die till I once looked on you
cause I feared I might afterward lose you
(why..) is this your goodbye
welcome save me welcome save me
tell me what do I need in the night in solitude
on the white shore dripping oh where is that ghost
in this vacuum never filled with symmetry
the corpse of a dream never filled with sympathy
welcome save me welcome save me.
why can’t you stay with me in the night forever
the echoes have started to live within me
creeping up to my ears and laving me softly all over
creeping up in me, never more shall I escape
Never again leave me to be the peaceful child
6. Heaviness of Honey Wings
with a touch of this funny, slight envy you disclose it when you stare at his honeyhoney wings.
I wanna slit ‘em (fly away from us) I wanna stretch ‘em (fly away from us) raze all the things that keep me alive (fly away from us) stare at your hands, let ‘em look like wings break the glass around fly, fly away (fly away from us)
set me free blow all these demons away and tear apart from the blinding daylight (the bitter heaviness of these lifeless days) (my conscience and I rupture) the picture of you my head sustained the last few years where are the broken fragments of left hope we wrap around our boundless minds? I lie here bare and naked with all the words I scratched out of my heart
you stared at his dreams and asked which is your real life boy? fly away from Maya, fly fly you stared at his dreams fly away from us, fly fly the bitter heaviness of honey wings
7. La lune est la fleur de la nuit
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