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Sleepparalysis
04:21
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..in the corridor
and even on the stairs
in each corner of the room
just not there..
..my limbs got numb
heavy weight on my chest
my breathing just got harder
uninvited guests announce themselves
staring with their bloodshot eyes
to paralyse - to take their price - your sacrifice
My mill grinds pepper and spice
Their mills grind rats and mice
I hear voices in my head
noise i fail to understand
what it's about or what is said.
and i long for silence..
I hear footsteps on the stairs
Screeching sounds of moving chairs
although noone's ever there
And i long for silence..
..offer confidence
when distrust heads my way
I slowly view the world
fade away
..the air is thin
i'm floating in thin air
and my breathing just got harder
uninvited guests announce themselves
staring with their bloodshot eyes
they scratch, they poke
they pinch and bite
always reveal, they never hide
they scratch, they poke
they pinch and bite
always reveal, they never hide
I hear voices in my head
noise i fail to understand
what it's about or what is said.
and i long for silence..
I hear footsteps on the stairs
Screeching sounds of moving chairs
although no one is ever there
And i long for silence..
Whatever it is looking for
hiding behind open doors
I don't have it anymore
And I long for silence..
Paintings follow with their eyes
Prying shadows paralyse
towards an ultimate demise
And I long for silence..
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2. |
Arches
03:29
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In front of a large cathedral
noticing the fear in your eyes
you enter the doors...
The arches bending from the pillars
casting wicked shadows...
whisper from the vaults
you stride with hesitation
And hollow are your paces
but your heart beats strong
You're touching candles one by one
Guided by the dim light
where it once began..
Feral plains, green meadows
Woods not stirred for years
We all strive for adventures
We all will face our fears
Feral plains, green meadows
Woods not stirred for years
We quiver from such passions
The pleasures and the tears.
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3. |
Anonymous Contagious
05:15
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4. |
More
03:42
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Cold
these machines
Grinding steel and spinning gears and loads of steam
Industries
Spill the beans
more
Curves
Currencies
Ruled by number cryptocoded hierarchies
Binaries
By all means
more, more
I'm so excited
I'm very pleased
For all the virtual funds I gather..
..To satisfy my needs !
We want more !
We want more, more !
Curves
Currencies
More !
We want more, more !
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5. |
Bitter And Twisted
04:35
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Awake, awake, awake !
The Sunlight 's kicking in
and dissolves the dawn.
Behold, behold, behold !
For each thing found ,
a dozen things are gone.
Well, it's just bitter and twisted.
I need you here
Despite my thoughts,
my lack of empathy.
Well ain' t that bitter and twisted.
For everything that's wrong,
there one thing right.
Staring in the void.
for each thing dark,
a dozen things are bright
We'll, it's damn bitter and twisted.
I need you here.
Despite my thoughts,
my lack of empathy.
Well ain' t that bitter and twisted.
Tie me down with resolution.
Drive nails through my hands.
weave my crown of thorns,
and push it harder
till the blood drips from my head..
I need you here.
Despite my thoughts,
my lack of empathy.
Well ain' t that bitter and twisted.
Staring in the void.
We'll, it's damn bitter and twisted.
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7. |
In Her Eyes It Lies
04:40
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8. |
Slowly Slipping Away
04:04
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I cannot grasp
what has surrounded you.
Cannot preserve
the stains you left,
the strains i felt,
the truth.
I drift away
in shrouds that are hiding you
I lost the path,
the trails i find
are faint and blind
like you.
I'm Slowly slipping away
I'm Slowly fading away
I'm Slowly sliding away
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9. |
The Bat Of Wuhan
03:04
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I was a bat,
lived overseas in a nation of slums.
Now i bring death
on a global scale and on my own terms.
I will unite
by installing distance and quarantine.
i'll stick around
and lock you down to test your hygiene.
Once i'm in your system, you'll never get me out.
You've got to keep your distance, from north to south.
Breathe me in - breathe me out.
don't touch your face and cover your mouth..
i was a bat...
...in a bowl of soup
I was a bat,
lived overseas in a nation of slums.
Made to infest
on a global scale and with my own germs.
I would unite
by installing distance and quarantine.
i 'd stick around
and lock you down but then the vaccine came.
Once i'm in your system, you'll never get me out.
You've got to keep your distance, from north to south
Breathe me in and breathe me out
don't touch your face, cover your mouth.
keep your eye on the graphs of tomorrow.
I multiply rather than divide by zero.
Add another season, a few more weeks.
Soon it will be over, and for now, there will be no more peaks.
i was a bat...
...in a bowl of soup
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CryptoChroma Belgium
CryptoChroma is a wayward Belgium based cold analogue electronic musicproject. Pressing keys and turning knobs since the mid 80ties, active in several projects. Open for collabs..
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