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Состав группы:
Mikael Stanne – вокал
Anders Jivarp – ударные
Martin Henriksson – гитара
Niklas Sundin – гитара
Michael Nicklasson – бас
Martin Brändström – электроника
01 - Lost To Apathy
The heartstrings hold off with despair – Fail to resonate
Frailness of our body breaks – Will disintegrate
NO!
By locks our filthy states
Failure to communicate
None too sentient
Where no see no virtuous magic
Against the motions
Ongoing choice as the trials will end
Filter the nonsense and laugh at what's left
Indecision – Wrong division
What matters taken away
Look at the shell that is you
Empty, fragile, weak,
Soon (Now) the battle is over,
Lost to apathy
So overcome with pointless tears
To retest pain receptors
Nothing matters ever here
Put up another reaction
These eyes will never see
Covered up from reality
The unknown world that you deny
No priority – Cannot fail if you never start
Unpredictable
I want to know – Where did it end?
For madness to start
Always the skeptic and never the part
Indefective, non-descriptive
It matters not
02 - Derivation TNB
03 - The Endless Feed
(Chaos Seed Remix)
You try to hide the fact that you're from yourself
Your own feeble entertainer
Is none other than the one we call you
And you need the others to fortify your disgust
For the worst of us, to the rest of us
No!!
Entertain the thought that we are still alive
Entertain the notion of impending doom
Entertain the worst suspicions and our fears
Just pull us in and take us down
I hear a mighty cheer
Your fate can not be any stronger
Re-read, the stage is set
A product of what will be fed
Oblivious, all by design
Non susceptible to any mind
I can take what's being given
I can down whatever comes
I will do what you deem necessary
My fear compels me!
No more fictitious names
I will not be made a mockery
No more chaos seed
I am not what you're supposed to see
No!!
With all the signs of the danger
Everything is lost
In the name of entertainment
We're all doomed
04 - Undo Control
(Live)
There were words of lust
in these arms of the stranger
And there in silence though were words of no milder
So in thinking of that madness
that ravage the thoughts
in the loneliest of hours
I resist without control
The demand I get from excellence
the void I felt from answering
Not only an addition
It generated need
In these endless nights of freezing
my weight on the other side
I resist without control
Feel the thorns of UnControl
Claws that set in sleep' December
Let loose on the verge
Talked to me as strangers once did
The tone was set for winter
Sweet UnControl
Beyond proportion
Into the night
So strike me deeper
I resist without control
Feel the thorns of UnControl
the death that craved no life
now ended
in return
Drifting uncontrolably
Within the night
Sweet UnControl
Beyond proportion
Into the night
So strike me deeper
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