1. Immense Intense Suspense

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2. Barricade

Into a dream one fades
God! Who will be done
Could a poor soul be saved?
For refuge one must run

Cast from here to there
Left in a disillusioned state
Who acted so heedlessly?
Forgive me, I hope it's not too late

The preposterous otherside
This being of negativity
Gains ground within the mind
Revealing my other me

Unwillingly manoeuvred by emotions
Performing deeds of the unwise
Engulfed by fictional oceans
My barricades to... paradise!!!

Systematically... degraded
Should one cross... the dividing line
Nurtured by thos whomI despiced!!!

Immunity... is weakening
It's cracking up... inside
Waves of fury change the tide!!!

The dispassionate... proceedings
Were the works... of mine
Visual guilt unrecognized!!!

One's chimeric barricade

My mood starts to retrogress
Losing the grip once supervised
The strong dominance never to impress
Left utterly demoralized...

3. Desecration Of Alleged Christian History

Foul, subjective thoughts into the air
Objective inhale the atheistic breath
Slowly captivated by the suffocating mass
Twisting the cross from heaven to hell

Christ was glared upon
Seen by the frenzied meek
Haunted by the unspoken phrase
Followers have seen the one... weak

Desecration of alleged christian history
Leading the noble disciples
Onto black massive infinity

Christ's assertion brazened out
As the depths peacefully smirken

Commanding the snorting beasts
For his re-crucifiction
Visualize heaven's cross
Blaze in hell's fire
The cross of the fallen angel once again
Released... released...

Twisting the cross
Twisting the cross from heaven to hell

Unsavable ones entrusted
Souls for god to keep
Meaningless words never seem to fail
To attract reinforcements from the deep

4. Dubbed Forswearer

Outlook on life manifests it's self

Grievance... the cause of this
Life of lies... my happiness
Unlocking doors... with symbolic keys
Entering... an unknown entity
Swaying... between two worlds
Fantasy... (I'm) about to be swirled
Green, green grass... upon I lay
Oh daydream... please lead me the way!!!

All I wish that I'll march
Eagerness messed up my mind
I'll try to get my act together
Leaving the past way far behind

I build my castles in the air

This is a tale of an unfledged utopia
Fantasies of being a figure of illustriousness
In actuality one lacks refinement
Perceiving mere remnants of utter worthlessness

Dubbed forswearer... outlook on life manifests it's self
Dubbed forswearer... I build my castles in the air
Dubbed forswearer... outlook on life manifests it's self
Dubbed forswearer... I build my castles in the air

5. In Search Of Tranquility

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6. Subtle Disbalanced Liquidity

Subtle disbalanced liquidity

Subtle disbalanced liquidity
I was sure to be set at ease
Instead of relieving me from my pains
A sense, a shred of my imagination evolved

In theropeutical treatment
Suggestibility is used
By calling upon my symptoms in trance
Dislodge my repressed tears
Expel vexatious traumas
Drown now in my suggestive resistance

Not based on a mere physiological process
The state in which I now drop into
Here is where I'm unobstructed, nor beheld from access
Subconsciousness is my aspiration

Subtle disbalanced liquidity
The cure was within reach
Some problems seemed to fade away
But the malignant sickness is here
Which tends to stop

Not based on a mere physiological process
The state in which I now drop into
Here is where I'm unobstructed, nor beheld from access
Subconsciousness is my aspiration

Subtle disbalanced liquidity

Take my opinion as an advice
The only way to lose this miraculousness
Is not the responsibility of a psychologist
It's also the will of the mind...

Subtle disbalanced liquidity

7. Devoted To God

Monks pledge for silence
To never speak another word
Sacrifice for their master
Decades of silence
Expulsion from the actual word
Monotonousness fills their lives

Solemnly swear the oath
And cast thy soul to a fourth dimension
Upon it will eternally drift
Ceaseless, without purpose
Undefinable space
In sinister blackness
All is worship of god
Which equals the worship of satan
Drift among billions
Whom's fate was left in gods hands

Sequence thy mind to superstition
Switched to a helpless mode
To keep thee from seclusion

Praise the lord, time and time
Happiness he'll hope to incline

Sequence thy mind to superstition
Switched to a helpless mode
For it is heaven's deadly solution

Transcendent leaps down from above
Expelling hatred, exchanged is love?

Monks pledge for silence
To never speak another word
Sacrifice for their master
Decades of silence
Expulsion from the actual word
Monotonousness fills their lives

8. Mellow Are The Reverberations

Make the sign of the cross
For a goodnight's sleep
The bible closes, safely tucked
Nice and cosy under white sheets

Eyelids fall and shut
Soon to reach fantasy
Capture the angel's hand
To flow towards blissful ecstasy

She placed her hand in mine
Simply indoctrinated
Pre serenity
Let this heavenly warmth forever... be!!!

Mellow are the reverberations – a jewel of impeccable grace
Mellow are the reverberations – a stroke of the finest lace
Mellow are the reverberations – nature happily hums it's tune
Mellow are the reverberations – the sunnier the weather...
The greater the joy... the greater the joy!!!

The great waterfall bows over the caves
Seemingly ruthless (yet a) pleasing immensity

Beneath the flowing water, beyond the cracks
The hopeful drops drip a certain melody

The angel's curiosity lurks her nearer
Towards he, who'd been deserted

A harmless-looking character waiting
For his prayers to be answered

No grab my hand... inhabitant of dark holes
Come outside... you no longer have to doll
I broke the spell... the landscapes for you to see
Enjoy your life... forever to be... free!!!

A reprobative locality... black is all that I can see
A reprobative locality... A cave-dweller one was meant to be

A reprobative locality... emptiness simply devoured me

No one can see me
I'm nothing but I'm happy
The exit I'm still searching
But I don't know where I'm going now

A harmless-looking character astonished
To see his prayers had been answered

9. Gone...

They've gone to whatever
They're leaving us behind
Floating... as light as a feather
They'll rise to a different kind

Maybe it was better this way
Although one could have some doubts
For peace we all shall pray
Now... silence's such a dreadful sound

A group of pigeons sing
At some time there was a light
This should have been a new beginning
But the lord is always right...

It's not fair...