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Hit Me

Hit me with the bullets you make up in your head
Hit me with the pain that you came to get
Hit me with your threats that were left unsaid
Hit me with your bull and don’t dare to pull back
Hit me with the blame you made up in your head
Hit me with regret
 
I am me, you are you, I know my vice so do you
I gave you my heart it’s in two, inside and outside I’m bruised
You tested me I am through, I will not hide
 
Hit me with the bullets you make up in your head
Hit me with the pain that you came to get
Hit me with your threats that were left unsaid
Hit me with your bull and don’t dare to pull back
Hit me with the blame you made up in your head
Hit me with the things that I should regret
Hit me with the rage that you got instead
Hit me
 
You don’t get to point the gun and you don’t get to force my hand
Cause I don’t get to mend the matters, I don’t get to fight back
You don’t get to raise complaint and you don’t get your rights back
Cause I won’t let you threaten me and I won’t give you parts of me
Just to heal and to lead
 
Hit me with the bullets you make up in your head
Hit me with the pain that you came to get
Hit me with your threats that were left unsaid
Hit me with your bull and don’t dare to pull back
Hit me with the blame you made up in your head
Hit me with the things that I should regret
Hit me with the rage that you got instead
Hit me
 
Hit me with the bullets you make up in your head
Hit me with your bull and don’t dare to pull back
Hit me with the blame you made up in your head
Hit me with the things that I should regret
Hit me with the rage that you got instead
Hit me
 
Hit me with the bullets you make up in your head
Hit me with the pain that you came to get
Hit me with your threats that were left unsaid
Hit me with your bull and don’t dare to pull back
 
Hit me with the bullets you make up in your head
Hit me with the pain that you came to get
Hit me with your threats that were left unsaid
Hit me with your bull and don’t dare to pull back
Hit me with the blame you made up in your head
Hit me with the things that I should regret
Hit me with the rage that you got instead
 

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The Encoded Cloister

(The mirror is the theatre where the autopsy begins)
Please, be so kind to leave this place,
None of your kind is wanted here;
A dreadful tremor shakes these walls...—
Your presence vibrates violently.
 
Over many years we've built the utmost fragile atmosphere,
We can't allow the uninvited visitors to interfere.
The balance here's most delicate, and our salvation, if you wish,
Yes, our existence as a whole is depending on this sacred place.
 
A silence, powerful and true,
A minimum of what we seek,
Pervading everything and all...—
It can be heard, can be perceived.
This silence, you must understand,
A quiet state of rest and calm,
Is like a temple in itself, keeps the secluded souls from harm.
Its gentle light is almost dark, a peaceful semblance of a tomb,
A certain chill's predominant...—
As most things here have ceased to move.
 
Our lord is sleeping in this chamber,
The centre of our sanctuary,
He's not receiving anyone...—
He has not seen a soul in years.
So long ago our lord's retired
From the affaires your world's to show,
We've never heard your name before...—
Our lord's not well, you have to go.
 
Please, be so kind to leave this place,
None of your kind is wanted here;
A dreadful tremor shakes these walls...—
Your presence vibrates violently.
 
Please...—
Leave!
 

Feels

I ask myself, 'Is this shit real?'
I contemplate 'bout how I feel
But you make it way too hard to think
That this could be what true love is
 
I don't want wait another minute for ya
Oh, you got me falling from the ceiling for ya
Knew right from the start there was no limit to ya
And I'm catching feelings, baby
 
You give me feels and I
Know that I know, that I know that it's real
You give me, you give me feels
You give me feels and I
Know that I know, that I know that it's real
You give me, you give me feels
 
It took a lot of hard shit just to learn
How not to break down and stop, baby
No matter what I seen in the past
I won't let it impact how we grow now, baby
I can't let it slip away or drift away
Can't go to waste, go to waste, uh
I say it straight, straight to your face
Won't contemplate, yeah, contemplate that, baby
 
I don't want wait another minute for ya (no, no)
Oh, you got me falling from the ceiling for ya (oh, yeah)
Knew right from the start there was no limit for me
And I'm catching feelings, baby
 
You give me feels and I (yeah)
Know that I know, that I know that it's real (that it's real)
You give me, you give me feels (feels)
You give me feels and I
Know that I know, that I know that it's real
You give me, you give me feels (oh)
 
You give me feels (you give me feels)
You give me feels (feels), you give me feels
You give me feels (you, you, you, you, you, you, uh)
You give me feels (feels), you give me feels
 
You give me feels and I (oh)
Know that I know, that I know that it's real (that it's real)
You give me, you give me feels
You give me feels and I
Know that I know, that I know that it's real (know that it's real)
You give me, you give me feels (oh)
You give me feels
 

Delirium

The best dream I have ever had
Is where humanity is already dead
And to make this dream come true
There is not much left for us to do
 
Kill each and every of your child
To prevent their misery and dissappointment
You gave them life and you have right to take it
This will make you as close as possible to God
 
There is no great purpose for human being
Our divine origin is not more than a fairy tale
No one created, no one has brought us
Nothing is more important than you or me
Overwhelming existential emptiness filled with purposeful consumption
We are not animals, we are much worse
 
So I will wait and hope for the end of our world
Doesn't matter how the long-awaited cleansing will come
Everything has its end and I am waiting for our to come
 
Mother Earth will finally get rid of her ugly children
Disfigured but untouchable, she will have a chance to heal her wounds
It doesn't matter who you were, are or will become
In Her eyes you will always be pest and parasite
So why should you torture Mother Earth with your disgusting existence?
Why don't you make the most important decision in your live?
Why don't you deliver her from the torment?
 

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