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Gravedancer
03:41
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Black shapes gather in the hall
Shadows of the ultimate ball
Hands extended, will you join me for this waltz
I can hear the tap of heels
Thunder where the righteous kneels
Tyrants brandishing their gravest faults
Hear the anthem of my end
Light a candle and watch me ascend
Hear the anthem, the requiem
The flesh is writing the poem
After the world comes to an end
I'll be the one to dance on my grave
After all life I transcend
I'll be the one to dance on my grave
Shackles are coming undone
And souls are reaching for the sun
The masters lament on their power lost
Eyes on a desolate ground
Cannot see one come unbound
When to the past, the chains are getting tossed
Hear the anthem of my end
Light a candle and watch me ascend
Hear the anthem, requiem
The flesh is writing the poem
After the world comes to an end
I'll be the one to dance on my grave
After all life I transcend
I'll be the one to dance on my grave
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Floating Faces
04:21
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I hear in the distance
The cackle of despair
And again, I am going down
Everytime I wake up,
I feel their eyes on me
And again, I am going down
In the shadows and beyond the light
I can see the floating faces
I close my eyes and I'm going down
Sardonic laughs fill the empty halls
Hear them at a hundred paces
Pierce through the sound and I'm going down
Reach through the veil of realities
Spend another night on my knees
Floating faces in the distance
Floating faces in the distance
I ran and ran from their empty eyes
Took me to a thousand places
I hear their voice and i'm going down
But here they lie and they never go
Hiding in the empty spaces
I remember and I'm going down
Reach through the veil of realities
Spend another night on my knees
Floating faces in the distance
Floating faces in the distance
In the shadows and beyond the light
I can see the floating faces
I close my eyes and I'm going down
I shut them down with an open heart
Reduce them to distant traces
I stand again and they're going down
Reach through the veil of realities
Spend another night on my knees
Floating faces in the distance
Floating faces in the distance
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3. |
The World Is Too Loud
03:04
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White faces scream into my head
A pink drone, explosive
Cotton is burning, corrosive
I chew on nails and broken glass
You will find me
Where the whispers roar
You will find me
Where the engines soar
You will find me
Under a silk shroud
You will find me
Where the world is too loud
The world is too loud
The world is too loud
A thousand worms crawl in my mouth
Colonies, expansive
My skin is tearing, destructive
Sunlight is blackening my eyes
You will find me
Where the whispers roar
You will find me
Where the engines soar
You will find me
Under a silk shroud
You will find me
Where the world is too loud
The world is too loud
The world is too loud
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4. |
Three Belts
04:08
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Tightened at the coming dawn
When sun and moon were withdrawn
The first only came and went
And left but a splinter bent
At noon, came the second one
Burning like a million suns
Bearing the weight of a black hole
I wear three belts around my waist
Like three clocks lying defaced
Stuck in the moments past
Three belts for the laid to rest
I will not be laid to rest
I will not be laid to rest
This grave was only shallow,
The future is not at the gallows
I will not be laid to rest
I will not be laid to rest
I came back and I saw tomorrow
The future is not at the gallows
At dusk, came the third
In a scream that couldn't be heard
Reality coming undone
Where slumbers the prodigal son
Three hands wrapped around my neck
Three times an untangled wreck
A soul bound in leather chains
I wear three belts around my waist
Like three clocks lying defaced
Stuck in the moments past
Three belts for the laid to rest
I will not be laid to rest
I will not be laid to rest
This grave was only shallow,
The future is not at the gallows
I will not be laid to rest
I will not be laid to rest
I came back and I saw tomorrow
The future is not at the gallows
The future is not at the gallows
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Jupiter Kirk Lyon, France
The gothic horror of mental illness.
Jupiter Kirk is a deathrock project led by Jay Poisön.
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