Lirik Lagu Estrangement - Agathodaimon
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
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In the night of my final sacrifice I sent my soulInto the vast and fathomless unknown to find a wordA word, that indicates the beyond.It came back later and spoke:"I am myself heaven and hell!"
Sculptured in time as another chapter of lifeSharp are the thorns of the roses, which lay dank upon meFor too long I knew that I had to arriveYet destination isn't as linear as humanity
Touch the feeling - touch the soulTouch the morning dew and see the glamourIn my stark eyes reflectingThe icon of a setting in a serene summer
So many flowers give away to mystery and lonelinessTheir subtile perfume and their indifferenceSo much jewelry's forgotten in the soil, in darknessDeepened in eternal sleep, where nothing breeds weakness
But who dares to tread the silent meadowsThat lie beyond the mirror of one's self?Who dares to reach the fanthoms of one's heartTo behold the murderer of life and art?
And what is death?What gives birth?What sells good or has no worth,when everything you feel is cold?
Why am I? Who's this hand?Whose decisions I can't comprehend...But isn't history foretold?
There's a tide..in the affairs of menWhich, taken of it's flood, leads on to fortuneBut all the voyage of their lifeIs bound in shallows and miseries...
Oh, didn't light prove the dark?Didn't distress prove life,With it's seasons all hallowed?
But if you desire to see the light...As it truly is, clear and brightYou must move - back into the shadows
"There's as much difference between me and myselfAs between me and the vassals of timeBut, however, life continues it's sculpturesLike poetry without rime..."
We both exist and do know that we existand Rejoice in this existence and this knowledge...
Sculptured in time as another chapter of lifeSharp are the thorns of the roses, which lay dank upon meFor too long I knew that I had to arriveYet destination isn't as linear as humanity
Touch the feeling - touch the soulTouch the morning dew and see the glamourIn my stark eyes reflectingThe icon of a setting in a serene summer
So many flowers give away to mystery and lonelinessTheir subtile perfume and their indifferenceSo much jewelry's forgotten in the soil, in darknessDeepened in eternal sleep, where nothing breeds weakness
But who dares to tread the silent meadowsThat lie beyond the mirror of one's self?Who dares to reach the fanthoms of one's heartTo behold the murderer of life and art?
And what is death?What gives birth?What sells good or has no worth,when everything you feel is cold?
Why am I? Who's this hand?Whose decisions I can't comprehend...But isn't history foretold?
There's a tide..in the affairs of menWhich, taken of it's flood, leads on to fortuneBut all the voyage of their lifeIs bound in shallows and miseries...
Oh, didn't light prove the dark?Didn't distress prove life,With it's seasons all hallowed?
But if you desire to see the light...As it truly is, clear and brightYou must move - back into the shadows
"There's as much difference between me and myselfAs between me and the vassals of timeBut, however, life continues it's sculpturesLike poetry without rime..."
We both exist and do know that we existand Rejoice in this existence and this knowledge...
