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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 - The New Build
A human force, stronger than logic
Beyond the focus and the grander ideas
One microcosmos in this wretched piece of hell
Distant memories of what empathy we felt
No revolution in what they must overthrow
In on a secret we all know
The need that is our enemy
I don't ever want to see you, doing all the same things as me
Don't ever let this be you, knowing what it is that drives me
It's all in the future, said with one foot in the grave
All in the plan of what we never could achieve
No satisfaction
We excuse ourselves from progress
By post-altering our motives, stories set to match
Whatever beat that drives the impulse, whatever tune that carries
through
What's in a soul that rattles empty, in this reality too few
Our reach is never wider than the depth of what we grasp
A vicious curse on all that we partake in/side the conflict
Where no one is the wiser
A space invaded – A face invaded – My space invaded
Selfish doesn't begin to cover the sense in this utopia
Of one to escape the arguments to put another filter on
02 - Through Smudged Lenses
Let no one be themselves
Turn of the century lies
Not within the others, turn on the watchful eye
The blindness ends tonight
Shelter for the shattered, in unison we strive
Dare to disassociate and cut the binds that tie
Abstractualize further to the ends of facts and foe
Will it out of meaning as silence speaks the truth
I want to hear you scream – I want to see you
Stand atop the pantheon of fiction and your failure
Grasping for a hiding place among indifferent stones
A brief reflection, it sets the soul apart
No selection, it tears our world apart
These walls are protecting us, burn them to the ground
This haven of refuge, burn it to the ground
So smudge the lense a little, muffle the voice
Phase out of sound a while and let it go
Citizens of choice in a twilight world of your design
Left to our devices we stumble on
Burn it to the ground
No firewall will save you
Burn it to the ground
Take me to the keep and bare the darkest void
Thousandfold the agony of silenced screams alone
Tune right out of static
Exorcise the dark
How else can we move on
03 - Out Of Nothing
Make enemies of truth and reason
In that a rage is born
Start out a promise and a venture
Where direction was never the goal
How does it feel to run out of nothing?
Where do you go when you run out?
Never you mind the grand perspective
Other forces kept at bay
As you narrow the field of vision to retain a sense of control
Your focus will remain unfixed in the haze of a world unhinged
Create a sense of purpose around which you base your faith
The doubt that haunts your skin, an itch that will linger on forever
Wave off critique as an offender
Never question where your motives lie
As a part of the greatest fable the beast all had forgotten
Instincts in a dead end rampage
Destruction as a saving grace
04 - The Endless Feed
You try to hide the fact hidden from
yourself
Your own favourite 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
Entertain the thought that we are still alive
Entertain the notion of impending doom
Entertain our worst suspicions and our fears
Just pull us in and take us down
I hear a mighty cheer
Your faith could not be any stronger
In your head the stage is set
A product of what we're being fed
Oblivious by design, not 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 ficticous needs
I will not be made a mockery
No more chaos seed
I am not what you're supposed to see
Without a sense of danger everything is lost
In the name of entertainment we are doomed
05 - Lost To Apathy
The unsaid tone of weak despair fail to
resonate
Frayed ends of our binding threads will disintegrate
By laws our physique state
Failure to communicate
None too sentient
Hear no, see no works its magic
Against all function
Ongoing choices the trials will end
Filter the nonsense and laugh at what's left
Indecision/nonvision
Matters taken away
Look at the shell that is you
Empty, fragile , weak
Soon the battle is over, lost to apathy
So overcome with pointless tears
To test pain receptors
Nothing matters ever here
Put up a nonreaction
These eyes will never see, covered up from reality
The unknown world that you deny
No priority, cannot fail if you never start
How predictable
I want to know where did it end?
For madness to start
Always the sceptic never be part
Introvertive/nondescriptive it matters not
06 - Mind Matters
You are all that matters in my private
demonology
Those who fail us now, the sons of wishes
The bastard child of dream, enemies of hope
Let it be gone it's all pretend
Mind matters matters not
Never again in perfect clarity
See the day with childlike vision
Where does it lead from here on
Without that guidance disaster role model
Without a part our search is wider
Cast off those wide-eyed hopes and dreams
Mind matters matters not
No need to see you there
The path we made is clear
Just stay ahead of me
This is not safe for me to see
This time, a prayer onto nothing
Project again, direct oppose to action
All across the board
Shortcomings close to call
07 - One Thought
Insufficient facts
Make up for a frail foundation
Breeding the obscene
For the opinion customized
Insight null and substance void upon these wheels
Our world will roll
Let it be decided who will take the blame?
Another soul to drain what is it that we see?
One thought bringing it down, original sinners
One thought bringing it down, switch it off
Has it come to this
Enjoying things by proxy
Live through others, die just like the rest
We all end up screaming, a little louder
To cover up another piece of silence
Punch another hole through the media
Turn it off
Brace for impact
To once a greater vision, our lives now stand to fall
This tyranny of fear, a stranglehold on us
Stronger day by day time to turn it off
08 - Dry Run
It comes from all we're giving in seemingly
endless supply
As signals cross defiantly into this volatile mix we charge
And the stubborn mind repeats the errors
To challenge our grounds
Either soar above or the detour takes you right back down
To where no one wants to see
Misgivings in this starry nightlight, fill in the blanks
That one will fall, to the haunts and horrors
There is nothing left, a mere shadow when adrenaline runs dry
There is nothing there, empty prop when adrenaline runs dry
It gets you deep down low
As they told you of the blazing heights
The stage from which the world is viewed
Is the mirror to shatter the image
The crypt he kept for hiding retreat from another attack
Painlessly forgivin a refuge in deceptive black
It works within the system, and they won't understand
A lesser known deceiver will fool you even more
Taunt the wasted, it's all about nothing
What to squeeze withing the span of attention
Brought to ground, let the chaos pass
That one will fail by the screams and terrors
Chorus
09 - Am I 1?
I grant to you no privilege of person
No sense of self, a denial of choice
It wants out so from all the little bits and pieces
A simple case of lost and found, a wicked new beginning
I don't ever want to see
It's the oldest trick in the book, just like everything you always knew
Turned upon its very end there's nothing left to be
Half a mind to say all the things that bother me today
You better check if it's me, in that "coffin" of yours or just the one
you thought you knew
I am one
Who am I?
No character to be lost inside
A mind is hard to please so wander aimlessly
Hands clenched in fists of rage concealed in frustration
There's a part of me that cannot deal
With the character i am forced to be
A thinly veiled plan to lay your world afoot
Lost in community, blind in belonging
Is there really nothing more than this?
The emptiness remains
So put on your brave face and take the plunge again
10 - Senses Tied
Riddled by the trappings of words that
makes the edges blur
Here on the outskirts of sincerity and pride
Stretched as far as words can reach by the lure of higher meaning
There's something out there lost behind the power lines
It's all the same to me
Lost all faith in promises and deadlines closing in
Tired of deciphering the wayward strands of truth
I don't care cause I can't feel
I don't know anymore
Sure we've had a good run with vowels, nouns and letters
But within it's very nature the ability to distort
There's nothing in the words I hear that makes me want to take a stand
It has gone on far too long I chose to disengage
The ends of our conditioniong to swallow, take and like it
Rather keep me in the dark than look me in the eye
It's all these same things pulling us down
To senses gone I cheer
It's all these same things making us blind
There's nothing here for me
Hear it coming heading for you now
I can't even stand the tone of arrogance and denial on display
Here you are listless, left for deaf
Thinking about what standards we set in times of weary tongues
And ears that hear no end to it
Unwilling of unable the difference left for times judgement
It passes on from wicked mouths as victim takes on another role
New bold oppressor our teacher's product now stands tall
11 - My Negation
It's all this reeking ego crave
The sun to never set
Why do threads of anger never linger?
Why does the ember turn to stone?
To where the longing goes
In with the sins of old
A face of nothing to never see
As blind as free
Everything I want is in the end of this
Everything I need will be at the end of me
My negation will you know my name?
And sense the danger coming
My negation can you see my face?
What's to become of me?
The art of reduction, stripped down through what seems defendable
Scaled to bare revisions to stop making sense
Levelling pillars of towering fear
Rational instincts and insight to spare
End of falseness, end of grace
Everything I fear is in this failing, nothing of what I am is in this
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