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Messages
02:32
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The Inner Voice Symphony
05:29
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Mental Prisoner
05:13
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Why? Why am I here?
Why I see only blackness without any glimpse
How? How did I appear?
At the spot where the air is as cold as I'd never felt before
Whether this is a nightmare
Or a bleak scary reality
The only thing I want
Is to run away from here
You've got fetters on your arms and feet
Fastened by non-other than yourself
The reason you got here is the conclusions
Created with belief in words of someone else
Look around! What do you see?
All this blackness is your mind's reflection
Look inside! What do you feel?
This void formed with adoption of fiction
Who are you?
And why are you talking to me?
Please can you help me to escape?
Do I deserve a punishment?
Just get up and move
The first step is always painful
We always getting only things
We're able to bear and get through
Countless number of pathways
It feels like a doom
Those cunning games of mind
Are pulling my conscious into the gloom
The twisted maze is built up
Which I can not comprehend
So many are looking for the exit
The only one will find it in the end
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Did you burn for suffering?
What does it take to rise?
How long is your patience?
How strong is your fear?
You're standing up on deepfrozen ground
Having no clue where you must go
Fetters and chains clutching your limbs
It doesn't let you move the last hope is gone
No! I feel remainings of will
Fetters and chains are my doubts and fear
I've got a power to tear all this up
I intend to escape from this trap.
It seems all the paths are leading to nowhere
But the only one will show you the door
I don't know which path I should keep going
The way doesn't really matter the main thing is your goal
Interlacing of these ways
Makes me lose belief
Strives my conscious by being unclear
And I can’t live my dream
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I remember the honeyed flavor of freedom
When I didn’t care about the world and its complexity
I could love, dream, rejoice and live that way
Like nothing would disturb the tranquil reality, but
Life has been changed in a second with just snap of fingers
Against my will I’ve been put away from a slumber
In this moment my feet hardly tighten by fetters
On my arms there’re the heaviest chains that I carry on ever
But this second is the last
When the pain hits from the past
My body and my mind
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Among those plexed ways
You've found glimpse of serenity.
Finally I feel an alluring smell
Of what I want most in the world
Is liberty!
There are dozens of pathways
It feels like a doom
Those cunning games of mind
Are throwing your conscious into the gloom
The twisted maze is built up
Which you can not comprehend
So many are looking for the exit
These dozens of pathways
Are look like doom
These cunning games
Putting myself into the gloom
The twisted maze is built up
That you cannot comprehend
So many are looking for the exit
The only one will find it in the end
Where? Where am I now?
Is this the exit which had to be found?
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8. |
Integrity
05:53
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9. |
Rising for Escape
02:43
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Waltz of the Victory
06:15
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