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 SHADOWCAST LYRICS
 
 
  
 "Desperate Accuse Dimension" (2002)
 
 1. Attention Deficit Disorder
 2. A Farewell to Nowhere
 3. Pharmakon (Sulphur City)
 4. Project Judgement
 5. Anticipated Resurrection
 6. Hybrid Tech Messiah
 7. Desperate Accuse Dimension
 8. Plan 9 from Outer Space
 9. Strain
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 1. Attention Deficit Disorder
 
 frameshift-mutating vengeance throughout this dying time
 tragedies exalted, elegies are no crime
 a silver-glass-projection � of ideology
 a fever-caused injection � of stupidity
 
 what if I chose to cease all killing style?
 drowning faith at death�s door for a while
 beyond this bitter option
 there�s no salvation now
 
 with a smile�
 
 contempt of spawning sorrow, but in the end it�s fear
 conspiracies implanted, everything�s so near
 exploring unknown regions, never seen before
 entangled here in after, tormented to the core
 
 seeing�the unseen
 hearing�the unheard
 
 regain access to the tree of life
 your first choice into another future
 an enigma of shadows
 a legacy of shame
 a mirror of night�s glamour
 an infernal horde of pain
 
 I am the pain inside when our feelings collide
 in all redemption
 in all rejection
 
 
 
 
 2. A Farewell to Nowhere
 
 descending into the hardest region
 of a glittering past, of a metallic season
 transformation of my darkest cave
 the inner-perspective, a slightly tempted wave
 
 walking through life like a remote person
 without direction, without any action
 I want you to rescue me from all the pain
 my golden shining tears are drowned by rain
 
 come & show me the farewell to nowhere
 come & lead me to a highway of tries
 come beware me from a farewell to blindness
 come & save us (from) a reflection of lies
 
 don�t you care where we go?
 don�t you care why we fall down?
 is there anything more to know?
 who�s the one to blame & drown?
 
 nothing remaining, nothing maintaining
 all bitterness, all bloodshed, all aiming, all youth
 reality endulges our silver-painted mind
 blaming a scapegoat�s easier than the truth
 
 how long does it take until we will brake?
 courage in the moment of downfall � awake!
 the last fair deal has just been made
 the trigger to cleansing was pulled right & straight
 
 a garden where hope has died
 a place where all mankind cried
 in a moment of clarity my senses are aware
 nothing worth to keep it up, nothing here to beware
 
 
 
 
 3. Pharmakon (Sulphur City)
 
 you always thought that reality is what you see
 you ment to feel that your sense was totally free
 no sick illusion, no false institution
 no dream to hold on, just the pure retronomicon
 
 you never realised that life can be the perfect drug
 an imaginary colour screen, created without overdub
 of how to think and (of) how to act
 how to develop & of what you might expect
 
 activating � the bleak seed of chaotic coil
 disintegrating � philosphy about godless turmoil
 degenerating � the lonesome frequency of life
 recapitating � the little jewel of entiety derived
 
 I�m giving insight to the conflict relation
 between your desires & thought-strantulation
 you try to build up your own definition
 by pretending a world without recognition
 gift & poison can be the same
 intoxicate your mind & drown yourself in vain
 
 you never tried to explore your mental range of will
 instead you chose to freeze intentions poisoned still
 without your own believe, fucked-up initiative
 without identity, just crap-banality
 
 you always live for the moment next to come
 don�t waste a thought on things that could be done
 no more perspective, grotesque & distinctive
 contradictions analysed, built up & pulverised
 
 wake up, it�s your decline!
 relieve from now, realis that it�s time
 to break it up, find a new direction
 I�m gonna shroud you in fog, give you a new interpretation
 
 to complete your downfall�
 
 
 
 
 4. Project Judgement
 
 we are forsaken � in a world of pain
 roads have been taken � to indulge yourself in vain
 
 hellcome to our realm where you�ll abandon
 all your mortal visions of a peaceful life
 far beyond your imagination
 far beyond all temptation
 come & your soul will taste the foul flavour
 of an eternity so close
 today�s gonna never end at all
 �cause at the river lethe nobody cares
 
 settle down to suffer as you never did
 to procreate & suffocate
 extinguished by your own hands in heaven
 hidden from the earthly light
 get closer, leave the past behind
 the present will remain at zero-speed
 today�s gonna never end at all
 �cause at the river lethe nobody cares
 
 only pain, no salvation
 no harmony, no sympathy
 
 enter a new dimension of fear
 without forgiveness or compromise
 this is the place of final judgement
 where your worst nightmares will become true
 
 so lose your faith
 a new possession of your dreams
 sounds of redemption will caress you
 in bitter sweet dissection
 
 
 
 
 5. Anticipated Resurrection
 
 everything is tentatively, everything�s venally
 how disgusting & lifeless, how morbid & tasteless
 dying is carried out in thrusts and parts
 automatic redemption, seasons of killing art
 searching the answer somewhere in nowhere
 
 glamour is the land, where you�ll never live
 out of your mind, out of endless sight
 15 minutes of fame is what you�d like to receive
 within your sense, within unreachable delight
 
 I use the terror of the new to buy - emptiness in you
 the quantity of nothing�s what you will have to go through
 
 everything�s a number, reduction ad absurdum
 strangulation of the individual�s mask
 the natural person being torn to the minimum
 control of thoughts, control of every task
 
 you�re bound to empty promises and false hope so curled
 man is a ware like anything else in this world
 
 is it water, where we will drown?
 emptiness is our burden crown
 unwilling to lose it all
 we'll slide down the surface of things
 
 zero existence
 
 shattered glass & venomous dreams
 we are starting the ouverture to screams
 
 
 
 
 6. Hybrid Tech Messiah
 
 drifting further down beyond the spiral
 agony is leading me across this
 viral platelet-activated mask
 mentally executing all this dormant side
 wiping out the coldness in one fucking slide -
 all this would be a bitter task
 
 what will it be when all turns neon & black
 when we tumble down & the walls will crack
 so where is your master, your idol, your guide
 the hybrid tech messiah�s gonna crush & collide
 
 having seen the scenes through fragile memories
 never will forget the so-called prophecies
 that should fulfill one day, some time
 velvet filth devours the jungle of perception
 all that remains will be a cold deception
 blinding me & you with warmth
 
 you try to hide in welkin velvet
 where you seek forgivness, painful honesty
 the dreams you dread recovered in your mind
 so face your destiny �cause you cannot rewind
 
 the tasteless wonders, the sky-high deep
 screams you�ll remember in your dead-end-sleep
 generations have failed again
 the struggle � for survival � a stupid aim
 
 save the last dance for the morning
 after all has been erased
 there's a shadow without warning
 all our thoughts have been defaced
 
 
 
 
 7. Desperate Accuse Dimension
 
 intoxicated in the hidden breathless zone
 where ears are lead by poisoned mint & sweet-harsh tone
 someone telling us to believe in the unknown
 all our aims are executed to an obscure crown
 
 religion & progression - two contraries by now
 the perdition city - a perfect word somehow
 keeping on trying to reverse all hidden truth
 time�s gonna tell about the lies inside your mouth
 
 so if you try to take my hand, I'll seduce you & you might understand
 so if you try to take my hand, find a now god, seek a peaceful end
 
 desperate accuse dimension
 black label force dillusion
 liquid soul dimension
 the pain commitment surgery
 
 enigmatic is the shadow that rises in the night
 for centuries you tried to take advantage of your might
 ridiculous the way of being so prominent wise
 the white dove shall be prosecuted for your alibies
 
 stigmatising god & all his followers so blind
 the consequences are the failures of your fucking mind
 ignorance & vengeance - the product of your seed
 peace, love & forgivness � the thing that�s gonna bleed
 
 
 
 
 8. Plan 9 from Outer Space
 
 psycho structures
 virtual death
 distorted visions
 a paranoid soul
 
 bleeding hopes
 & morbid echoes
 mental suicide
 just spiritual advice?
 
 how would it be to have a dagger close by side?
 how would it be to carve all pain away � in just one slide?
 behold the past � in your mind
 behold the future � in your eyes
 plan 9 from outer space � your recreation
 
 endless fever
 elemental shades
 dancing moonlight
 black sunshine
 
 visual deconstruction
 killing spree
 endless life?
 eternal despair!
 
 look what you are now
 look what you�ve become
 a wreck of liberation
 a soul of disintegration
 
 
 
 
 9. Strain
 
 I never know when the fever starts to grow
 I only realise that my mind is gonna blow
 no emotion, no fusion, just a vision of ease
 when I float into nothing and wait for some peace
 
 you�ll never find out why all my senses cry
 you�ll never know that my heart is gonna die
 it�s an illusion of nothing, a filthy picture of decay
 like in a minute of silence and some pulse-delay
 
 without our self-relief, there would be no hate or grief
 it makes me wonder why, we don�t just decide to die
 without our phantasie there�d be no fear inside us all
 is there anybody out there, do you hear me call?
 
 if you decide to seek the truth
 beyond the seal of constant youth
 you�ll find an empty desperate strain
 �cause inside of me there�s nothing more than � pain!
 
 feel free to heal & lose yourself
 in moments of sorrow & emptiness
 keep breathing for another revivial
 construction of night & a secret denial
 
 I thought this little jewel would help let me forget
 to abandon reality (&) the moments I regret
 to shed all emptiness, destroy despair
 the burning smell of scars is waving through the air
 
 sometimes I used to feel that wounds will never heal
 on the horizon of forgiveness there�s nothing here to seal
 instead it seems to kill me slower than I thought
 it�s only flashy moments that I have caught
 
 & nails are piercing me, like in a grief of killing spree
 all fear inside my brain is starting to haunt me again
 it�s all fucked-up somehow, a burden more to take
 I erase myself by now, don�t want to awake
 
 
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