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Fake
03:45
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Every single day all I do is fake,
just to escape from loneliness
Put on plastic smiles, happy for a while,
But the night’s a total mess.
Wearing shades of joy, like a human toy,
So that no one understands.
Parody of youth, agony of truth
And a vague tomorrow
-Gloomy jester, shadow chaser, in a creepy smiling face
King liar, false messiah, forsaken by my own race.
For all I know, it s just a show,
a secret freak's alliance.
For all I care, it's never truth or dare;
It s just a trip to silence.
Every single night, all I do is fight the remains of my own self.
Drunken by my dreams, reaching my extremes,
Just to laugh in front of death.
I steal what life won’t give me,
I ‘m hunting what might kill me,
I see the end remaining calm,
Soon it will all be over.
Gloomy jester...
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Searching for Water
05:58
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Searching for Water
The glory promised in vain,
the need for heroes and leaders
is just a farce of our fate,
a story written by winners.
The fuel that drives us ahead,
the ink in history’s pages
is blood that’s shed in our ways,
the ways that formed through the ages.
The need to conquer and kill
is countless centuries older
-older than searching for water-
It’s a delusion,
sealed within our kind.
The light that’s shed in our lives,
whatever stays through our passing
is how we formed through our times,
times that are not everlasting.
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Gomorrah's Finest
04:24
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We re all about to fall,
we 're standing on a bomb now
and all that's left is now;
a moment like eternity.
We re all about to burn
inside a great volcano,
the earth is shaking wild
and all i want is...
Fly
upon this evil symphony
Alas,
the children of the earth,
the treasures of humanity,
now sacrificed in vain
for all that's worth.
Alas,
the souls of the unsinned,
the sentinels of virtue,
protectors of the weak,
now gone for good
but now,
there's hope for us who 've sinned,
the villains of their dreams
Gomorrah's finest creeps
-for flesh will burn-
and now
it's time for us to breathe,
our part is now fulfilled
for history will end and so shall we...
Now, where I breathe the air is thick and hot just like my final home
and where I stand the soil gets more and more like Adam's flesh and bones
Is it true? the time of judgement has arrived yet somehow
the jury is the same for both the guilty and the weak,
alas,
the meak and holy hearts, blessed with torment, woe and sorrow
all entities now unite, could it be? there's no tomorrow
all my sins have dissappeared, marching towards non existence
where's salvation as foretold, all deceptions now unfold...
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Instrumental
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Ostracist Kozani, Greece
Hailing from Kozani, Northern Greece, Ostracist were formed by Makis Kavoukas (guitars, keys) along with Anastasis
Karamichalis (fretless bass) soon after their departure from Exile of Heaven.
Panos Papastergiou (Ecollapse) was recruited as a vocalist and the trio began recording their first tracks right away.
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