Disposable Hero
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Hier mal ein Text, den ich gestern zu einem Song für meine Band geschrieben habe - wie so oft bei mir wird das ganze in verständlichen Growls wiedergegeben, zu schönem, druckvollem Melodic Death Metal.
Vortex
The ground starts shifting,
We are trembling from the lines.
Sliding in chaotic circles
Into the entropy which is our life.
Gyroscopic human cluster,
Bodies - bruised and knees are scarred,
Into the bottoms blackest well
Slithering through blood and tears
Here, everything is shining colourless
The deep blue winds, the shadows you caress
In calming chaos, within the silky vortex walls,
The agravic pain, floating in us all.
Thou art to find (all the way)
The storms of time.
Until thy freezing mind (all the time)
Lies covered in rime
The journey ends, just as it commenced
Comes milky light, making you descend,
Crawling blackness slowly fills the cracks,
From void to void, living for the vortex.
Thou art to find (all the way)
The storms of time.
Until thy freezing mind (all the time)
Lies covered in rime
All ready, we do show
We are slowly sinking home.
For our dying dignity,
For me, for me
All our memories, soaring down,
They are slowly bleaching out
For thy final apathy
For me, for me
Thou art to find (all the way)
The storms of time.
Until thy freezing mind (all the time)
Lies covered in rime
Zugegeben, es ist etwas wirr...
Vortex
The ground starts shifting,
We are trembling from the lines.
Sliding in chaotic circles
Into the entropy which is our life.
Gyroscopic human cluster,
Bodies - bruised and knees are scarred,
Into the bottoms blackest well
Slithering through blood and tears
Here, everything is shining colourless
The deep blue winds, the shadows you caress
In calming chaos, within the silky vortex walls,
The agravic pain, floating in us all.
Thou art to find (all the way)
The storms of time.
Until thy freezing mind (all the time)
Lies covered in rime
The journey ends, just as it commenced
Comes milky light, making you descend,
Crawling blackness slowly fills the cracks,
From void to void, living for the vortex.
Thou art to find (all the way)
The storms of time.
Until thy freezing mind (all the time)
Lies covered in rime
All ready, we do show
We are slowly sinking home.
For our dying dignity,
For me, for me
All our memories, soaring down,
They are slowly bleaching out
For thy final apathy
For me, for me
Thou art to find (all the way)
The storms of time.
Until thy freezing mind (all the time)
Lies covered in rime
Zugegeben, es ist etwas wirr...
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