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The Plague
00:56
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Malfunctioning Senses
02:11
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Gradually losing
Their grip on the real world
A whirlwind dragging in
Its victims
Open eyes, closed minds
Under a spell
Malfunctioning senses
Feeding misinformation
The ties with others breaking
Replaced by superficial
Artificial connections
Pretending to belong to
A community that was never for real
Genuine feelings suppressed
Replaced by superficial
Artificial emotions
Induced by the urge to fit in
While hiding all that’s real inside
Open eyes, closed minds
Under a spell
Malfunctioning senses
Feeding misinformation
Virtual friends, virtual loves,
A virtual world
Virtual personalities
The deception is real
The ties with others breaking
Replaced by superficial
Artificial connections
Pretending to belong to
A community that was never for real
Genuine feelings suppressed
Replaced by superficial
Artificial emotions
Induced by the urge to fit in
While hiding all that’s real inside
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3. |
Changing Colours
01:57
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You see the corruption of the system
A system built on solid foundation
But now ready to be condemned
The walls might fall in any moment
You came you saw you conquered
The playground was all yours
It was time to make your vision real
Too bad now you can’t tell the new system from the old
Changing colours
Changing faces
Principles and doctrines
Remain the same
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Glimmering Light
01:51
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Step after step
Mile after mile
Feet getting tired
On the straight and narrow
The whispering of the wind
Is suppressed by the songs of sirens
The road gets hard to see
In the descending darkness
Looking back at the past
Your mind is playing tricks on you
What used to be a living hell
Now looks so charming for you
A thousand fall at the left
Ten thousand on the right
Yet you can make it
If you hold on tight
Listen to the gentle breeze
As it whispers in your ear
Don’t stray from the path
Just believe, don’t fear
Looking back at the past
Your mind is playing tricks on you
What used to be a misery
Should never again hold you
Can’t you hear that still small voice
Can’t you see that glimmering light
Can’t you hear that still small voice
Can’t you see that glimmering light
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Distorted Mirror
02:05
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Terror
Plant it in the hearts
Murder
Hide nothing from the eyes
Disaster
Feeding on the pain of the
Victims
Merchants of death
Distorted mirror
Contorted minds
Shoving your views
Down the throat
Ignorance
Neglect the facts that don’t
Support
The “truth” you would present
Distorted mirror
Contorted minds
Shoving your views
Down the throat
You bring division
To the homes
I see your hooves
See your horns
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6. |
Emotional Wasteland
02:10
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Economic welfare
The only goal that’s out there
Spiritual starvation
No more quest for salvation
The individual above all
No-one else matters no more
The ego in the centre
Bonds are growing weaker
Bored faces, numb souls
Hearts grow stone cold
No compassion, no friends
Emotional wasteland
Cheap entertainment
The industry’s purpose
No deep emotions
Scratching the soul’s surface
Bored faces, numb souls
Hearts grow stone cold
No compassion, no friends
Emotional wasteland
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Lust for Power
01:51
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Uncontrolled
Ambitions
An unfulfilled desire
In the heart
High, higher, highest
But still not high enough
That commanding voice in your ear
Keeps urging you to move
You will have no rest
After achieving a goal
You want more and when you’ve got it
You want even more
Lust for power and control
Consuming you
Your insides are on fire
The flames eat you up
That voice in your ear
Is never shutting up
On your quest for power
You must never stop
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Agoraphobia
00:36
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Voluntarily chosen
To live between close walls
A decision induced by
The fear of losing control
Never leave the comfort zone
Settled in the safe haven
The result is a distorted view
On the world we live in
Fear of losing control
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Prophet of You
02:12
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You speak again
You’re wrong again
You clearly haven’t
Learned anything
From the mistakes
And failures of the past
Prophet of you
Prophet of self-declared truth
Words from your mouth
Words so easy to see through
My ears got tired
Of your lies
My eyes got weary
Of watching you fail
Prophet of you
Prophet of self-declared truth
Words from your mouth
Words so easy to see through
You’re on stage again
The show must go on
The same old routine
The old formula again
I have seen this too many times
And I’m not impressed any more
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Compressive Asphyxia
02:22
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Gazing into lifeless, unblinking eyes
Paralyzed, under a hypnotic spell
All the life is slowly going away
Lungs collapsing in a fatal embrace
Morbid curiosity opened the door
A harmless looking game gone terribly wrong
The embrace of the constrictor gets tighter and tighter
Terrified to see it has taken over control
Some doors should stay closed, some boxes never opened
Some secrets should stay unrevealed, some curtains undrawn
The cork has been pulled, the bottle opened
The ghost got out and now it’s after you
Now it is clear where the mistake was made
With weakening breath pray it’s not too late
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Contemporary Idolatry
01:38
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Masses worship the idols
Of modern day
Glittering celebrities
Of fortune and fame
Carefully thought out images
Projected on big screens
Prophets of false beauty
Distorting expectations and goals
Seduced by nonexistent
Creatures
Manipulated by invisible
Instructors
Carefully thought out scenes
Inducing calculated reactions
Prophets of the ungenuinity
Counterfeiting real values
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12. |
Ostrich Effect
02:00
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You see what’s going on
But you choose to close your eyes
Turn your head and walk away
Leave the scene of the crime
Act as nothing happened here
Nothing at all
It’s none of your business
Everyone has their own
Avert your eyes
Shut your ears
Put on a mask
With an artificial smile
See no evil, hear no evil
Bury your head in the sand
You see what’s going on
But you choose to deny the facts
Why change reality
While you can still pretend
That everything is fine
And goes as it was planned
Avert your eyes
Shut your ears
Put on a mask
With an artificial smile
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Abran Records is a means of publishing the music of various projects involving its founder. The label covers various musical genres from rock to grindcore and the list is expanding with new projects and bands added to the roster.
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