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As the Field of Dreams Was Abandoned

Finally I see Beyond the borders of your lies Silently I watch you mutilate through blinded eyes Randomly we choose among the choices offered us And in the end our dreams they shatter in a moment of truth Prechorus: I’ve broken myself to reach perfection Cho...

Mass Psychosis

Blindness towards reality You see the truth, yet deny to admit you’re wrong Refusal towards facts You turn your back to the evidence presented right before you How can you choose to ignore the obvious When it slabs you in the face It’s screaming at you, reveal...

On Endless Planes of Ignorance

Can your outside beauty hide your inside ugliness Will your mental derailment he kept at bay in excess Can you spill your heart out without pucking out your pride Will the sinner forever hold the truth inside Chorus: If I need your thoughts about me, I’ll ask...

She Moved Through the Fair

(The Poem Sessions - Part II) -Irish traditional - unknown origin- My young love said to me, my mother won't mind And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind And she laid her hand on me and this she did say It will not be long now 'til our wedding da...

Sowing Dead Seeds

Screaming my way through the surface Only to find how cold it is outside This suffocating pond of dullness Exchanged for a solitude-filled ride Chorus: Sowing Dead Seeds – Clawing my way inside the core The fading frustration is my nevermore Sowing Dead Seeds...

The Conqueror Worm

Lo, 'tis a gala night Within the lonesome latter years An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils and drowned in tears Sit in a theater to see A play of hopes and fears While the orchestra breathes fitfully The music of the spheres Mimes, in the form of God...

The Wild Swans at Coole

(The Poem Sessions - Part III) -Lyrics by William Butler Yeats- The trees are in their autumn beauty The woodland paths are dry Under the October twilight the water Mirrors a still sky Upon the brimming waters among the stones Are nine-and-fifty swans The nin...

When the Beginning Meets the End

But(t) I feel ultra sane even if I know I lie to us all I wasted the chance of setting the pace and paint my face on the wall Never forget to tell myself that I can keep up with the work Ultimately trapped inside this hell where monsters lurk Follow me inside...