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So Down
06:17
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Hold.
Your fingers in my hair,
Your breath and tension in the air.
You said that life isn’t fair.
Hold.
Don’t pull me back from this
The apathy is my last possession
Last of all love I’ve lost.
I’m so down.
Descending lower
I’ve lost my crown.
Decadense is over.
Hold.
Don’t say those words,
You can never come back again.
This recess is sealed.
Hold.
Your eyes are burning my chest
Your hair down your shoulders
Reminds me. Reminds me.
I’m so down.
Descending lower
I’ve lost my crown.
Decadense is over.
No.
My fingers buried deep,
A mouthful of dirt.
Tears blending the mud.
Never.
The rain is coming
I can feel it in my eyes.
Why can’t I end these lies?
I’m so down.
Descending lower
I’ve lost my crown.
Decadense is over.
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Handful
04:26
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Seeping through my fingers
So cold it burns like a flame
Dripping away relentlessly
While I burn with fury and shame
Mad with frustration
I always wake up in tears
There’s nothing I can do
Nothing that eases my fears
I spend my days in dread
Of the ordeal of the night
And when I close my eyes
I begin the already lost fight
Handful of water
That’s all I have and will get
It just keeps seeping away
Leaving me in mortal dread
There’s so little left
Hardly anything at all
I wonder what’ll come to me
When the last drop will fall?
I spend my days in dread
Of the ordeal of the night
And when I close my eyes
I begin the already lost fight
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Kilpisjärven talvi
04:52
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Niin tuima on öinen viima
paljaalla iholla
Niin kylmä on jäinen hanki
alastoman levätä
Kilpisjärven talvi
Tähdet katsovat taivaalta
kirkkaina ja armotta
kun lumi lailla enkelten
korjaa satoaan
Kilpisjärven talvi
Jo painaa silmä, johdattaa
kohti unta ikuista
Ja kauniille kasvoille lankeaa
Tuo hymy taivainen
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Messiah of Melancholy
05:12
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Sky glows red like embers under ashes
The air ripples from city’s warm breath
Streetlights and neon flicker on ice
The people weep in their warm death
Of restless sleep, for that which lies
Beyond their minds
Is tearing through their bliss
I have no fear for the holocaust skies
My blood trickles and stains the snow
Its strong scent reaches those I call
My blood’s their milk, they feed and grow
Lips soft as silk, I suckle them all
And I quiver in pain
For their teeth are sharp as lies
I’m filled with thoughts most unholy
My lips frozen, I kiss the silver gun
My voice echoes around the jewel box city
Concrete buildings whisper: “You’re the One!
Herald of Despair, Harbinger of Pity,
Apostle of the Hated,
the Messiah of Melancholy!”
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Älymystö Helsinki, Finland
Älymystö ("Intelligentsia") is a industrial/noise/dark ambient collective from Finland, formed by Messrs. Haapanen and Vuorensola.
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