Invitation to Chaotic Revelation
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โฑ๏ธ 7:58 duration
๐ ID: 5633775
๐ Lyrics
A hand behind a curtain
Empty theatre strange and new
Where the candles were chosen
To light the sullen view
White rose in the garden of death
Sleeping from her date of birth
But when the rain was falling down
Her time had come to take off the crown
A hand behind a curtain
Empty theatre strange and new
Where the candles were chosen
To light the sullen view
Different shapes of the universe
On one nail of a prayer
Master, follower, slave?
Different choices in one grave
Your book of knowledge is empty
Shiny drops of tears on these white pages
How beautiful was the myth of heart
Apophenia formed another living lie
But the mourning cannot hear
Debilitating the unsightly pyramids of horror and fear
And when the mutilated tongue creates new letters
We will fight for writing the brave words
And believing them
When the hand can rise and hold
We will fight to be inside
But a mirage was the idea of sin
Cause we were born so blind
Born killed hope of salvation
A whole illusion of equations
And biochemical emotions
But the logic still the same
I don't intend to dream again
When the hand can rise and hold
We will fight to be inside
But a mirage was the idea of sin
Cause we were born so blind
Kiss the whore to feed the role
Then regret to purify your soul
We don't even know what the role is
But when the curtains are pulled down
I took off the mask
But still I hear the claps of another existing hands
For I have spent all my life to know but failed
Empty theatre strange and new
Where the candles were chosen
To light the sullen view
White rose in the garden of death
Sleeping from her date of birth
But when the rain was falling down
Her time had come to take off the crown
A hand behind a curtain
Empty theatre strange and new
Where the candles were chosen
To light the sullen view
Different shapes of the universe
On one nail of a prayer
Master, follower, slave?
Different choices in one grave
Your book of knowledge is empty
Shiny drops of tears on these white pages
How beautiful was the myth of heart
Apophenia formed another living lie
But the mourning cannot hear
Debilitating the unsightly pyramids of horror and fear
And when the mutilated tongue creates new letters
We will fight for writing the brave words
And believing them
When the hand can rise and hold
We will fight to be inside
But a mirage was the idea of sin
Cause we were born so blind
Born killed hope of salvation
A whole illusion of equations
And biochemical emotions
But the logic still the same
I don't intend to dream again
When the hand can rise and hold
We will fight to be inside
But a mirage was the idea of sin
Cause we were born so blind
Kiss the whore to feed the role
Then regret to purify your soul
We don't even know what the role is
But when the curtains are pulled down
I took off the mask
But still I hear the claps of another existing hands
For I have spent all my life to know but failed
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.91] A hand behind a curtain
[00:06.68] Empty theatre strange and new
[00:12.75] Where the candles were chosen
[00:18.61] To light the sullen view
[00:50.23] White rose in the garden of death
[00:52.51] Sleeping from her date of birth
[00:55.77] But when the rain was falling down
[00:58.59] Her time had come to take off the crown
[01:26.79] A hand behind a curtain
[01:29.39] Empty theatre strange and new
[01:32.22] Where the candles were chosen
[01:35.63] To light the sullen view
[01:39.28] Different shapes of the universe
[01:41.65] On one nail of a prayer
[01:44.44] Master, follower, slave?
[01:47.60] Different choices in one grave
[02:21.59] Your book of knowledge is empty
[02:23.63] Shiny drops of tears on these white pages
[02:33.58] How beautiful was the myth of heart
[02:35.65] Apophenia formed another living lie
[02:39.02] But the mourning cannot hear
[02:41.92] Debilitating the unsightly pyramids of horror and fear
[03:09.52] And when the mutilated tongue creates new letters
[03:15.49] We will fight for writing the brave words
[03:19.77] And believing them
[03:34.15] When the hand can rise and hold
[03:36.44] We will fight to be inside
[03:39.81] But a mirage was the idea of sin
[03:42.45] Cause we were born so blind
[05:11.00] Born killed hope of salvation
[05:26.79] A whole illusion of equations
[05:29.36] And biochemical emotions
[05:32.48] But the logic still the same
[05:35.34] I don't intend to dream again
[06:03.28] When the hand can rise and hold
[06:05.32] We will fight to be inside
[06:08.75] But a mirage was the idea of sin
[06:11.66] Cause we were born so blind
[06:41.61] Kiss the whore to feed the role
[06:43.75] Then regret to purify your soul
[06:53.35] We don't even know what the role is
[06:57.73] But when the curtains are pulled down
[07:00.68] I took off the mask
[07:05.54] But still I hear the claps of another existing hands
[07:09.59] For I have spent all my life to know but failed
[07:16.82]
[00:06.68] Empty theatre strange and new
[00:12.75] Where the candles were chosen
[00:18.61] To light the sullen view
[00:50.23] White rose in the garden of death
[00:52.51] Sleeping from her date of birth
[00:55.77] But when the rain was falling down
[00:58.59] Her time had come to take off the crown
[01:26.79] A hand behind a curtain
[01:29.39] Empty theatre strange and new
[01:32.22] Where the candles were chosen
[01:35.63] To light the sullen view
[01:39.28] Different shapes of the universe
[01:41.65] On one nail of a prayer
[01:44.44] Master, follower, slave?
[01:47.60] Different choices in one grave
[02:21.59] Your book of knowledge is empty
[02:23.63] Shiny drops of tears on these white pages
[02:33.58] How beautiful was the myth of heart
[02:35.65] Apophenia formed another living lie
[02:39.02] But the mourning cannot hear
[02:41.92] Debilitating the unsightly pyramids of horror and fear
[03:09.52] And when the mutilated tongue creates new letters
[03:15.49] We will fight for writing the brave words
[03:19.77] And believing them
[03:34.15] When the hand can rise and hold
[03:36.44] We will fight to be inside
[03:39.81] But a mirage was the idea of sin
[03:42.45] Cause we were born so blind
[05:11.00] Born killed hope of salvation
[05:26.79] A whole illusion of equations
[05:29.36] And biochemical emotions
[05:32.48] But the logic still the same
[05:35.34] I don't intend to dream again
[06:03.28] When the hand can rise and hold
[06:05.32] We will fight to be inside
[06:08.75] But a mirage was the idea of sin
[06:11.66] Cause we were born so blind
[06:41.61] Kiss the whore to feed the role
[06:43.75] Then regret to purify your soul
[06:53.35] We don't even know what the role is
[06:57.73] But when the curtains are pulled down
[07:00.68] I took off the mask
[07:05.54] But still I hear the claps of another existing hands
[07:09.59] For I have spent all my life to know but failed
[07:16.82]