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Состав группы:
Mikael Stanne – вокал
Martin Hendriksson – гитары
Anders Jivarp – ударные
Martin Brandstrom – электроника
Michael Niklasson – бас
Niklas Sundin – гитары
01 - The Wonders At Your Feet
deeper shades of red descending
smear our names, the stains unending
turn forgiveness,
break the lens distorted
crush the infidel and turn about
famine in our hearts, bring up the silence louder
eradicate the lungs and take us higher
these are the wonders at your feet
weighed upon a wider scale
afraid to see what takes us down
sing destruction, sing of unfullfillment
search abandoned, let the blood be fevered
ridden of the self provided things get easier
ignite our minds and let's burn brighter
these are the wonders at your feet
02 - Not Built To Last
what came as no surprise
to a jaded mind no less
insight comes to soothing grace
left to waiting days
..another chord unstrummed
our secret's safe and sound
solid now unless it breaks in two
faithfully unbound
none of this was ever built to last
in the paleness of a less than life
from a corner watching old paint dry
never once a break
into the self again
an endeavour that will flat our fail
what maturity comes to end
never one to face
..another beat undone
our secret's safe and sound
solid now unless it breaks in two
faithfully unbound
none of this was ever built to last
once again
another instant saved today
left a print that leads nowhere
never built to last
what makes it work
a part of life that makes the weak hearts grow
take it in if you're willing to say willing to do
prepared to lay it down
just know this
it was never built to last
03 - Indifferent Suns
and although it can be argued
whether time will ever come to end
there is an overcoming sense of failing
if you never can see the end
in the giving of our hope eternal
we stumble blindly and forget
the way is there ever time for answers
when the world comes tumbling down
all along we keep staring at the sun
closing our minds saying we're the ones
all along we keep staring at the sun
blind to see it when the day will come
and even if in days of wonders a glance
that may stray from the fold
cast aside in the spirit of ignorance
a mere nuisance when it's time to pay
come undone now the strive and the passion
giving under to the forces that be
can you even think of questions
when the world comes tumbling down
we shut our eyes and turn away
all along we keep staring at the sun
closing our minds
saying we're the ones
all along we keep staring at the sun
blind to see it when the day will come
04 - Feast Of Burden
scars torn open
bondage slave
eating my wrists
a thrust that numbs the pain
secondary now the instinct
thrust beyond control
chaotic are the tracks before me
barren are the ones behind
carried in a cage controlling
driven on, driven in
taken to the extreme
headlong onto the breach
pumping fast, the race is on
furious in striving
the feast of burden begins
the enslaving force
thrown ahead
unrelenting
faithfully holding fast
steaming ahead unknowing
careless again it seems
oblivious to the pressure
the feast of burden begins
05 - Haven
now as the lights go down
deeper now it seems than long before
there are no noises here
just a silence gone bad
something I will never hide
this urging need to
invite the darkside in
into my haven
if there were words for this
would i sing or would i scream?
i'd give my blood to stay
my blood just to stay right here
something can never share
this urging need to
invite the darkside in
into my haven
06 - The Same
what we always fear and loathe
becomes of us
repay the visit of our loss
reset the marks again
the turning point
seems to be holding on
sands of ages and the stars above
everchanging as the same hearts beat
repeating 'til the end
seas of slander and the soil we walk
everchanging as the same hearts beat
it ends up all the same
the sail that never knew the wind
barren and lost
our wrecks these shores will never reach
a trek on darker trails
let days be done
it takes forever
07 - Fabric
scattered throughout now indefinite form
willed to find strangers
in the wickedest state
when it comes upon you my friend
fear not – it makes us men hidden within ourselves now
lured into hiding out of sight
creation in purity
we don't need no host
suck it in
it waits for noone take it down
the coming of descent
fiery changeling
reddened and frail
perspire to save it
the remnant of this game
if it launches again today
will our lives begin again
turning away from tides of lust
stronger return against all odds
suck it in
it waits for noone take it down
the coming of descent
raised to take stand
to separate grace
shown in the wake of new light
seeing it will break the flavour of aquired taste
another boundary yet to face
witness the revolution
the fabric of essence
come again
08 - Ego Drama
wrestled on its back
the ego showed his face
charged up, recieving came out knowing
hopeless intrusion
where nothing can be found
strewn, the seeds were wasted
on the innocent in awe fruitless connection
in the ripeness of his age
drawn and thrust in anger
the dagger once again will fail
it's over
if nothing comes along
it's over for you
so in denial stand where shame is not
and unto others fall
the blame, the guilt,
the others fault
come on now-
scratch and claw with all your strength
take on the wildest bull in the horde
come burn them fingers fast
and take back what they owe
return the safety where there was none...
09 - Rundown
cowardice, this chain of events
gather and plot the ensnaring of me (ensnaring)
gone now the sense of lust
is there a cost for the reckless excess?
taken in the growth and trust
retalitory strike at the weakest spot
raked away the remains of my fall
that laid scattered cross plains of regret
humble in defence of the wicked
run down, naked and blind
merciless, the onslaught of demands
get in line for the numbning
i won't make a stand
redeemer of the slavery
reconcile with the carefree and content
ensnarer, caretaker lead not these the frail into battle again
crossing out the ramblings of others
tired of the same old refrain
knowing this will all be corrected
torn down, wasted and lost
i can't take it anymore 'cause i am rundown
can't take it anymore 'cause this is wrong tired and rundown
spat it out
the foolish lines you fed
it holds a place in the civilized mind
forcefed, the turn of our venturesome quest
being rundown as we seek
the day this was lost
all that you see
all that'll be
rundown
10 - Emptier Still
secrets in here
claim no belonging
together again
or send me to madness
i know that i should have listened
was given a choice i turned down forever
so tell me are you lonely
emptier still
as time takes us farther away from the goals
by which we are measured
i know that I should have stayed true
to you and to me
but time never heals
so here alone I stand
so tell me are you lonely
tell me are you mine
i see you standing there
your face against the wall
so turn right around
i who know your deepest fear
and yet you walk away
so turn right around so tell me are you lonely
tell me are you mine don't speak for you are me
11 - At Loss For Words
waiting for the signs to bring
the first to sing
felt inbetween these fears
set to unknown tunes
so tempt these fragile fiends
a grace gone dark
you'll never know
never feel
never taste the depths of your defeat
break into the hearts and minds of man
never one to tell sucking on a lie that never ends
found at loss for words
locking on to faith gone bad
sweet touch of sin
not in the sleight of hand can facts be lost
never understate your case
deny our weight
there never is
never was
can never be
a break from binding chains break into the hearts and minds of man
never one to tell
sucking on a lie that never ends
found at loss for words
12 - Cornered
There never was a night like this
How could there ever be
Through sweat and velvet misery
The fever race in me
Cornered in a symetrical design
Sphere-like chrome on a sea enraged...
hatred
What the mirror sees
is the clutching at straws
taking us under
The storm of the ocean
this velvety crush
Ringcorners– firm in the outrage
Synaptic patterns
Waves contort
Break into these cellular walls
Why...
Globes of disease, infest my dreams
burning the ends of my veins
Pattern and form, the squares cling fast
Dance the tide now
Could never bare another night
although I know it'll come
The freezing ends of what is me
The icy rages...
free
Cornered in a symetrical design
Sphere-like chrome on a sea enraged...
hatred
Take hold of the boundaries –
The Perimeter Sea
Burn!
Enflame the oppressors
But if four was one
in a corner alone
recovering – licking the wounds
delerium coming
the weakness kicks in
Resigning, cornered within
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