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Cast into This World
06:03
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With every daybreak horror is what he meets
When eyes are opened the real nightmare begins
His frail skin is torn away by slightest graze
Infernal pain impales his body with every pace
Sentenced before birth to early death in a sea of pain
Doomed to suffer forever chained in fetters of decay
Lingering agony, dreadful world, somber and steeped in despair
Fate that was chosen by your god, a mission that he prepared
Innocent child lost in a sullen kingdom of woe
A land where dim light of goodness is fading into the fog
Result of fear and ignorance imposed from the above
Hypocrites don't care about consequence of their lies
Who needs his pain, what does he suffer for?
Begetting him they gave him dreams just to watch them rot
As mob of feeble-minded hides from truth in self-deceit
In kingdom of delusion if you're distressed then you do not exist
As years went by his hope was dying out
Bitter hate has turned to ember his martyr heart
With the hope he lost the reason to endure
What they must've done he finally will do
He'll close the gate between the hell and earth
Without fear into the darkness he'll go
Lingering agony, dreadful world, somber and steeped in despair
Fate that was chosen by your god, a mission that he prepared
Innocent child lost in a sullen kingdom of woe
A land where dim light of goodness is fading into the fog
Limitless fog of anguish and grief
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Where the Torment Ends
03:13
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I am in love with my paintings
Artworks from the streams of my thoughts
For a moment I was paralyzed
By the colors so deep and living
The dimension of truth was so far away
Because this was not so real
The work of my mind, my hand and my brush was not carnal
Yet breathing when I touched the profiles of its colors
Every picture became a sophistication of my dreams
An essence of artworks was created
Twelve years ago I made a sculpture
And covered her body with a blanket made of sweetest velvet
Her beauty could not be compared
To anything created or seen
But I could not give her life
My fantasy was greater than my faith
Suddenly she lifted her eyelids and stepped of the pedistal
On which I placed her
And so I took her hand and attached a ring to her finger
She kissed me slowly to sleep
I married her and we shared the time from past to present
And our thoughts went from reality to dream
My motives became part of time
Motives covered in sweetest velvet
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