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Brooks Was Here
05:18
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There is no bravery in living,
Neither cowardliness in death
It's hard to comprehend the torment one survives before they're giving in and finally decide
There's so much hubris and self-righteousness,
Where empathy could've helped
A lack of sentiment to lend a hand, a reluctance to understand the misery of a splintery inside
Like a writing on the wall
A note in a fireplace
Like a scream in the desert
Or somewhere out in space
Like rain above the ocean
Or a breeze in a storm
Like the unwritten book
Brooks was here before
Some paths could have been avoided
And others have chosen you
Being in that circumstance and hence you‘re hurt, without a key to detoxify, what‘s poisining your mind
Fearing yourself and to be stigmatized
As being seen fragile or insane
A lack of sentiment to lend a hand, a reluctance to understand the misery of a splintery inside
Like a writing on the wall
A note in a fireplace
Like a scream in the desert
Or somewhere out in space
Like rain above the ocean
Or a breeze in a storm
Like the unwritten book
Brooks was here before
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2. |
Hourglass
06:43
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Despite your selfishness
There are no walls or fences, dams or dykes
Which may protect us
And your sacred golden halls
From desperation
Our seed will be hostility
Our harvest penury
Life will find a way and so will they
Despite your denial
The storms will tear apart
The thorns of vanity
And the stains of our remains
Will be washed away
By pouring rain
Void and sand will cover the burning land
There's no grain left in the hourglass
Despite your beliefs
There will be a reckoning for everything
And each and everyone no matter what they've done
Will pay the price
What began as paradise
Finds its demise
By means of greed and ignorance
Despite your lust
Despite your ruthlessness
You can't amass the treasures
You've been yearning for
You've gotta let go
You've gotta let go
Turn around the hourglass
This is maybe our final chance
This is maybe our final chance
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3. |
Sheep on a String
04:25
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For those who dared
To question beliefs
There was a blindfold
Ought to make them see
In tides of time
Verities vibrate
Almost as if
They lived god’s vagaries
The saints are crying
The angels weep
The pharisee’s laughing
About the sheep
For those who died in hope
Yet vain
No tears were shed
By these profiteers
The saints are crying
The angels weep
The pharisee’s laughing
About the sheep
The sheep went marching
The skies turned red
The preachers were risen
And all sheep dead
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Dystopian
07:04
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The air is searing
Beneath an orange sky
Vacant eyes in parchment faces,
With no tears left to cry
There's a clapper of hoofs in the distance
- Always far in the distance
Never comes closer,
Never rides off
Ring around the rosie
A pocketful of posies
Ashes, ashes
We all fall down.
What will remain?
Is this our legacy?
Did we just wait?
‚Til the pale parade?
A final play,
And last hurrah
When redemption is
A virtue of yesterday
White fishes drifting
On a black mirrored lake
Rotten sweetness repleted air,
The morning dew of death
Corpses growing like weed on the acres
- There‘s no green on the acres
Dust breeds dust
And nothing else
Ring around the rosie
A pocketful of posies
Ashes, ashes
We all fall down.
What will remain?
Is this our legacy?
Did we just wait?
‚Til the pale parade?
A final play,
And last hurray
When redemption is a virtue of the yesterday
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New Age of Heresy
05:39
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Did this all start with a lie?
Or is this just who we are
Always tempted to conceive
Comforting beliefs
Am I deceived by my
Memories or just blind
All this hate and denial
Tears all of us apart
Although it hurts and leaves us confused
Although it seems to overcome truth
We got to keep on trying
Despite how devastated we feel.
You maybe think it's not your distress
You're too afraid to fight this mess.
We got to keep resisting
Until we're going down in flames
Rumours don't need any proof
Just claims and a whipping boy
Many willingly accept the prey
they were fed.
Science replaced by fear
Menacing who seems weak
While we're staying rigidly
Until it's too late
Although it hurts and leaves us confused
Although it seems to overcome truth
We got to keep on trying
Despite how devastated we feel.
You maybe think it's not your distress
You're too afraid to fight this mess.
We got to keep resisting
Until we're going down in flames
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