1. |
Contamination
10:00
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This cloud of dust
Covers the night sky
Dry road crumbles
Under the rage of iron shoes
The pounding of drums
Denies rest
The violent hammering of arms
Denies peace
Eyes closed off to disease
Carcass covered in contempt
Light folds into the cold
Endless void expands
Troops are moving
Advancing too fast
Blood is moving
Its pressure rising
Contaminated life
Lives a lie
Walls of haven are failing
Beauty of dawn betrays
I just don’t recall
Your names anymore
As I raise the flag
On this distant wasteland
Colour of sound malforms
Into the silence of grey
Sacrificial gift refused
Still reeking in my arms
The price is too high
To open my eyes
To rise anymore
I tried to retreat
Tried not to fall
Under the shelter of leaves
I swallow myself
Vomit my life
Endlessly I move
Not going anywhere
My hour was a delusion
Solemn solitude
Solemn pride
The price is too high
I lay down, just wait
You can’t see
The falling of leaves
Naked morning
The void as its veil
Asking for a reason
As breathing
Slowly subsides
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2. |
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Whispers carry everything
And the night wind tears off the leaves
Light seems to wane
And eyes grow lifeless
Light footsteps, going in circles
The face of a child decayed
Colours fade to grey
And I breathe in sullen silence
Just waiting for a whisper
Still waiting for a whisper
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3. |
Against The Hounds
09:57
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Countless hours they have been
Speaking an empty word, utter nonsense
Formless shapes behind golden masks
And excuses, paving our way
A constant need to readjust
To refocus and to synchronize, to fit in this domain
Supply on the demand, stand the ground
And hold the line in this war room
Messages fail to deliver
Words collide (against each other) outside (of) my reach
Warning lights have now been lit
It's time to reassess
The eyelids of a child are still closed
For a little while under the palm
Of a master holding the strings
Waiting for a move
Yes, I should be armoured enough
To take the heat, to make a defence
I lay my gauntlet on the table
And wait for the attack.
The wind has now changed
And the sky looks unfamiliar
Scent of fear has reached the hills
My weary tread has been traced
The final chase is about to begin
I can no longer protect you against the hounds
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4. |
Reflections
03:55
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I slowly move my fingers
Upon the surface
Of a wooden table
As if to arrange
Or wait
By the same road, through the same gate
Into the abysmal maw
Of a stone monster
I always walk,
Away from the light
In here I diminish, disappear
Stonewalls reflect the void
Stained windows reflect a stained world
Look, mother, night is falling
Look, father, I am failing
Still I think
That I can see, or hear
Imagine
That I can feel
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5. |
Korpi No. 1
16:45
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Korven kylmän kainaloon taipui
Vähäisen vaaran varjoon vaipui
Kassapäät karkeloivat, naakat nauroivat
Maahan verestä maiset vaivat
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towards Helsinki, Finland
waters stream towards the same mire, nameless roads to the same wasteland
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