Karmageddon (The Suffering Silence) - Skyclad

Karmageddon (The Suffering Silence) - Skyclad

Альбом
A Burnt Offering for the Bone Idol
Год
1992
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
362460

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Karmageddon (The Suffering Silence)

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Awake at the souls midnight, I seek that I may find

An amicable separation from this state of mind

My sins so unoriginal they cannot be forgiven

This overwhelming sense of doubt from me all hope has driven

Ships at night we pass each other by one stormy crossing

Now in dry-dock solitude we reminisce

And wait for trade winds that will guide us

'cross the ocean that divides us

Pray that time and tide unite us not one moment too late

With all my coins cast in your fountain I have wished on falling stars

Remembered times together when the minutes seemed like ours

The strangest things can happen on the way to paradise

Where the grass is always greener on the other side of life

Forever held in this dilemma I see no escape

When misery awaits me down whichever path I take

No prima-donnas are allowed in this menage-a-trois

So will someone please accept us for the naive fools we are

Caught between the Devil and the deep blue sea

I’m not waving — I am drowning, someone rescue me

Life’s tides drag me always deeper down (I'm sinking fast)

The question is no longer whether I will die

But how long will I last

I scream out to the brooding stormclouds heavy with despair

Yet know they hold no answers, there’s no silver hiding there

Destiny has turned the key and locked the gates of heaven

But Kismet is the combination to my Karmageddon

Contemplation on my isolation

Immolation by my desolation

I spiral down the cortex vortex

Though to live this live I shan’t be forced

I’ll break my vow of silence

Race towards the holocaust

Absence makes the heart grow fonder

Where the heart lies, there is home

But I am lost and have no shelter

Nothing I can call my own

This soul consumed by inside outrage never had a choice

An anger cloaked, choked into silence, seeks an estranged voice

To excommunicate my conscience, reprieve the condemned

And summon courage to admit that all good things must end

The end

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