"this undefined utopia feels like choking on false prophecies
they've called it spirit of compromise
keeps us happy on one side
and miserable on the other
fuck their truths
fuck their compromises
fuck their tolerance"
the hopeless revolt against their perspectives
floating away with the rain
we're putting lives at stake
just for the sake of ourselves
civilization is madness
Track Name: patterns & dreamers
do you still remember those phrases
in the reign of bitterness
all of us seemed to be isolated
with hearts so heavy
and minds so empty
silenced and disconnected from each other
yet strong enough to pervade our inmost wishes
it's time to light these sparks again
in time's of war there is just another line to draw and this is the reason
why we accept this state of breathtaking moments
some patterns might be out of reach
and there's still enough to achieve
but in my heart i close every gap just to watch them getting torn apart again...
it feels like choking on
and we hope righteous ones will drown in their own piss
Track Name: seasons of separation
this life has been torn apart at the night your idea was born.
I won't take part in this ridiculous farce.
don't ask for sorrow now.
don't ask for hope
the hour of contempt
in the midst of what you call a depression
the world is on its knees
when ambition left, coldness was its final gift.
and we're watching ourselves choking within this faint conclusion
craving for infinite pleasure
i'm embracing the virus in this sea of shattered images
if this is your idea of revolution better count me out
you live on with your perfectly designed lives
greed is rising.
i keep on falling.