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Árida
07:07
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I see death in your stare
A heart unseen
A fate written in shade
To the coward and weak
A fleeting victory
Ruling over today
Beyond pain
There's numbness
A curse so long since gone
Take my hand
As you stand
A hopeless land, my love
Untethered and free
Why are we here?
Let's be everywhere
Your skin is my home
To above and beyond
We are already gone
(Are we at fault)
Are we at fault
We have no seeds
For such rotten soil
(Are we at fault)
Acid and salt
Smoke over lungs
Their heads under tinfoil
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2. |
For Hypnos
06:30
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Pure and light as snow
View from the top
White pill as i go
Watch for the drop
The weight of the void
Slumber as i rot
I feel so lost
Illuminate my way into the core
An open door
The lightness of existence is my all
The cold, the wounds
A dark untruth
The cold (the cold, the wounds)
The wounds
A dark...
The cold (the cold, the wounds)
The wounds
A dark untruth
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4. |
Autumn Eyes
05:11
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Wash me off the stains of yore
Stench of all time lost
Lift me up with every truth, so blunt
To want is so much stronger than to need
But both together bring the will to breathe
Every good fight is a lost fight
But the one I fight at your side
Welcome, autumn eyes
Will you stay?
As all my fears fade away
Saved me from my life
I will stay
As all my fears fade away
In your shrouds
Cover me whole
Deafening
A silence that floods
Welcome, autumn eyes
Will you stay?
As all my fears fade away
Saved me from my life
I will stay
As all my fears fade away
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5. |
Hearts and Roads
06:53
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I'll keep these oaths
Against all tropes
Nothing else is left above
Sovereign our hearts and road
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6. |
Árida (Muriel Curi Mix)
07:14
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I see death in your stare
A heart unseen
A fate written in shade
To the coward and weak
A fleeting victory
Ruling over today
Beyond pain
There's numbness
A curse so long since gone
Take my hand
As you stand
A hopeless land, my love
Untethered and free
Why are we here?
Let's be everywhere
Your skin is my home
To above and beyond
We are already gone
(Are we at fault)
Are we at fault
We have no seeds
For such rotten soil
(Are we at fault)
Acid and salt
Smoke over lungs
Their heads under tinfoil
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