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Towards the horizon From under the sea Firmament Is laughing at me Greenish visions From the past Millions of coffins Of the future The waves sing death I'm listening to their message The sky melts and the star fries I'm a cell in your veins Ears turn into birds Flesh starts to shrink My tearduct evacuates shapes and rain Slugs are crawling on the sun Your mental health is weakening The planet...
My patience hampers the evil that hallucinates the light The eye of the ephemera is warning me watch out the life I see into the spike, this isn't the usual way to die I've always thought that you're a unique person But my comprehension ends, when I saw you flying between the air Do you understand the importance of a dimensionless mirage?? The web of time Has enmeshed me On endless arms I fall...
Mountains rise above the sky Everything is green around me The wind whispers gently The grass, the trees and all Flowers of joy grow again Nature hold me The first morning of the new beginning The day dawns for hope Our minds are rinsed This is a new experiment Maybe nature makes it And we can live in paradise Now we have peace, everybody knows what's right The world is alive again, the playin...
Sounds from the distant past, a ghost of my mind Raging currents which I created in my head Imprisoned me as I went too close To its final aim - within this moment In the gentle breeze I see it Through boundless corners of the mind On verity I ride Until I reach the unattainable Will I reach the unattainable Anger of the imaginary gods An enormous outburst is hidden Inside me - there it is Ang...
So many religions making me ponder About heaven hell or if I'll be born again Is nature the creator or is there a heavenly father god Are we born and do we die? That's all Have you thought about the nearness of death to us all? World's greatest secret And you can unveil it If you want What's the meaning? Why am I I? When it comes to an end we're all small children I was floating in warm darkne...
My friend from above Between those clouds We stand and watch Our mind is greeting us Bubbles of a clear day And the green plateu of anger A field, not a rice field We stand under the leaves of a tree The river is floating under our feet The birds chirp and the butterflies Are searching No clouds in the sky The face of a friend is written into blue of the sky Worship of the omnipotent sun I dre...

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