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Hollowed Faces
03:03
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Respiriamo appena,
siamo anime dannate.
le carni consumate
da questo dolore.
E tremano i pensieri
anch'essi distorti,
e cadiamo lentamente
dolcemente, magnificamente.
Travolti dal vizio,
dal peccato originale.
E non si torna indietro
con una mente offuscata.
ci lasciamo cullare
da macabre danze,
con le labbra cucite
perché non si può urlare.
è un sentiero immenso
quello della perdizione.
Calpestiamo le speranze
sotto i piedi stanchi.
Respiriamo appena
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2. |
A Fool's Promise
06:03
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Beyond the mist there is a place no crueler than the pain
That made us see the insane
Now my only hope is with you
Only if the monsters let us slip through
If I could speak my words of love again
We would hold scarred hands and pray, and pray
Inside the mist, we would be set free
Yet it’s I, only I, who will feel the light
No, it will never, never be alright
You should be the one without the mask
I promise you I will return and your existence will save mine
No matter what, no matter how…
Wishes are meant for the young broken hearts
We wished away our lives to find death that’s still alive
And if I could hear all your whispers again
Maybe they’d silence all the voices in my head
That you’re destined to die.
Beyond the Cirque I will traverse to find my life again
An escape for the better end
If I could just see your eyes
I’d remember why I’m still alive
May the mist fog up my memories of you
I’ll be the fool – it should have been you
There will be no more sweet temptations
I can’t, really cannot accept this
Holding my truth, I will leave behind
This forsaken world and let lie.
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3. |
Breathing Serenity
03:10
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4. |
Sanctuary
02:28
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Repose ton esprit faible , ma fille, car les annonciateurs de la mort savent où tu es.
Repose ton être mortel, car les mouvements de l'horloge du temps ont soufflés
un élan de sérénité sur toi.
Embrasse le calme exaltant de la nature, avant que les pluies éthérées se
transforment en sang en ton absence.
Car le silence lumineux est réputé mais un passage transitoire devant les
horreurs vont se déchaîner.
Repose toi maintenant, car les 6 mains sacrées du jugement ont pioché leurs
cartes étoilées, l'oeil ésotérique qui regarde.
La chance ne favorise personne, car ta mère et moi restons des vaisseaux en
décomposition de l'arrogance oubliée de la guerre.
Repose-toi maintenant, dans l'espoir de ne plus jamais te réveiller.
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5. |
Esoteric Eye
02:38
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From its gaze
Escapeth her not
Soon her mind will rot
No matter for her endeavor
She'll always get caught
Impending doom
Regardless of how much she's fought
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6. |
i.t.
03:15
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None could hide before the sight of i,t,
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7. |
A Sleepless Nightmare
04:33
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8. |
Call of Seraphim
02:59
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9. |
Radiant Suicide
03:35
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Why do I feel so dead
This place is messing with my head
The feeling of manic comes without dread
I know I’m gone with my head (laughs)
I have to get out
I can’t be caught
Or the beast will catch me
And I’ll be dead meat
But what do I have to live for
There’s nothing that I adore
Anymore...
My love is gone
The blood trail was long
They cut open his heart
And teared it apart
So I can’t stay
I need to get away
And what better way
Then to take my pain away
I’m done with the Cirque
That place is worse than death…
I rather take the chance
For them to find my rotting flesh…
Oh my time has come
My life is done
The pain is too much
My brain is all mush
I have to work fast so,
Goodbye Cirque Du Mask!
A breath left in death, gone to
Sleep with a weep, blood
Succumbed, nerves undone, so
Be gone from this night's new dawn
Her breath left in death, gone to
Sleep with a weep, blood
Succumbed, nerves undone, so
Be gone from this night's new dawn
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10. |
The Crooked Labyrinth
03:45
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11. |
A Night In the Mist
02:26
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12. |
Echo Lake
04:27
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13. |
Synthetic Heart
05:24
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14. |
Abstract Forms
03:51
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15. |
A Game of Shadows
02:50
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Don't even try to escape, I already have you right where I want you
Don't try to hide, darling please
Stop whining, It won't soften my heart
Let's make a new start and dance all night
In a carpet full of ears and glass
Stepping on everybody's dreams and hearts
Can you hear?
It's so great how the sound of breaking bones
Can caress my dead ears
Listen carefully, carefully
It is such a relief
It feeds my soul
Let's pop some eyes with a fork and a knife, and have dinner under the stars
This is my favorite part
Dancing and dancing
With arms and lungs hanging like scarfs
I feel so excited,
I want to tear your pretty smile
Please, would you let me eat your heart?
Oh, darling, you think I'm gonna take you home,
But all I want is to steal your soul
Bonfires with your guts,
Screaming and screaming helplessly
Your time is gone
Don't try to run
Your time is gone
Don’t try to run
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16. |
Clockwork Guardian
03:26
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My dear child, disenchanted by the throes of mechanized misfortune...
Though the stillness of this night may hauntingly weep for you, I can offer but an enshrined grace of hope in your destined ventures.
A grace that will prove most vital, most peculiar in availing your afflictions.
And one that sets the consecrated clocks of life in the righteous motion of your impending fortune.
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17. |
Veiled Memories
03:14
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18. |
Beauty Through Solace
06:20
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A birth by sleep
The hallowed leaves of ivory
An incandescence of fate
And the reveries of discovery
The moonlight ethereal
Drapes the forests with amour
And its one singularity
Forsaken with blood, immaterial
It watches
The child devoid of sight
Laments a somber nocturne
As constellations will observe
A fable of flesh and iron
But lucid truths
Burn an etch of salvation
Placating ruth
The indefinites of destiny
A calloused impulse
Forms the subconscious path
It follows
Through veils of mirthful endeavors, he finds his way
Through trials of merciful thought, he's led astray
A beauty through solace, he drinks from the stream
Of consciousness brings, a prophetic blessing
Absolving
Colors are born, as steel is adorn
He sees it
A fiendish symphony of molten flesh and corroded steel, it's deep wails of steam and barbarous clockwork pierced the natural world. The vague contours of a woman's façade would contrast mechanics beyond comprehension.
And with jagged claws like that of monstrous spiders, it dragged its war torn engines in aimless disarray towards him.
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19. |
Scarlet Masks
06:05
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Her voice shrieked
No more
Convulsions in her soul
Blisters on her hollow soul
A sore torment upon her
Screams of agony
Are her aching migraine
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20. |
Mirrored Forests
03:43
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21. |
Stream of Consciousness
06:39
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22. |
Novacula Occami
06:33
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Terra e respiro,
ultimo sospiro.
Anima che manca,
questa mente è stanca.
Ti ho incontrato mio destino
E non sarà un dolce oblio.
Sarà come vorrai,
non andrò lontana mai.
Sarò qui per te,
inutile è scappare.
Schiava del destino son io,
sono io.
Acqua limpida del destino,
foglia al vento sono io,
flusso inarrestabile
che non posso controllare,
foglia al vento sono io
Se la mia morte brami
Pronta sarò, pronta sarò.
Ma al sol pensarlo
Il dolore già mi spegne,
Il dolor già mi prende.
Morta io già sono,
morta io già sono.
Fear not the mirthless promises of mortality, as the black curtains of death but falter against your winds.
The tempest of your perseverance will righteously serve but a higher power, ancient in its silent fury and infinite wisdom.
A calming of the storms will but whisper from within the pure and shimmering truths of your godless animus.
That you are crucial to the shadowed engines of consciousness.
That you are nothing but the two masked martyr to be reaped.
That you will surrender unto the twisted colossus of fate's eternal gaze.
And that from your hallowed skull will you gracefully birth the beginning of the end.
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23. |
Twisted Colossus
05:30
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Failing to escape
Now in the hands of the darkest puppeteer
Screaming in terror
Foreseeing a fate darker than death
Tied up and driven by fear
Incoming agony
In the eyes of the tormentor
A glowing insanity
Bizarre suffering
Cutting humanity
Twisted Colossus
Marionette of flesh
Feeling the bones cracking
Legs sadistically crushed
Depriving all senses
Slowly severed limbs
Unable to scream
Horrifying mutilations
A conscience in misery
Trapped in a destroyed body
Can’t go back
Captured forever
In a carnal prison
Endlessly left to rot
Bizarre suffering
Cutting humanity
Twisted Colossus
Marionette of flesh
Twisted
Colossus
Twisted
Colossus
An unempty shell
Slave to the circus
Powerless
But aware of pain
Inner prison of skin and bones
Everlasting suffering
Witness to the horror
Experiment of madness
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24. |
In Memoriam
08:13
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25. |
Retrouvailles
07:10
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I knew when I saw you returning
Finally, we’ve come to the end of the beginning
You were brought back, but you’re not really with me
We’ll never truly connect again
Dragged here, now to be a slave anew
To discover what was taken from you
And after all we’ve been through
Just to have our souls ripped to shreds
Humanity lost in translation
Retrouvailles, disparu
Our linked beauty, forgotten
Shaped by science, everything lost too
I’ll join the monsters, survive with no brain
And it succeeded, the robot reigns
With stolen empathy, it’ll understand
The horror they’ve brought upon every man
Oh, for us there is nothing left
Not even our love can break this emptiness
I wish we knew how our souls would wither away
As we accepted this end
Join us, cowards, and enjoy your fate
You’ll have a destiny with no escape
There is nothing to lose, have fun, fun, fun!
There was no fight, don’t try to run, run, run!
Hand in hand, we failed and now we’re twisted
At least I can still explore whether it was worth it
All analytical thinking, so cynical
Maybe it’s better this way, no more human pain
Everything about this should be so wrong
We were just ticking time bombs all along
My analytical thinking, invincible
To what it must suffer in the next stage
Let the psychic
Carry on taking advantage of love
As we’re missing
What we’d sacrifice for each other
Welcome to the end
Humanity lost in translation
Retrouvailles, disparu
Our linked beauty, forgotten
Shaped by science, everything is lost
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Cirque Du Mask Sacramento, California
"At nature's end, you'll come to attend. Past the mists of yonder, to a place full of wonder. A will o' the wisp should guide, a calling you'll surely confide. To a world free of sin, for your destiny is about to begin."
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