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Glints Collide
711
Death Metal/Black Metal
Glints Collide è stato pubblicato il 16 settembre 2002 da Reigning Phoenix Music come parte dell'album Nothing
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AlbumNothing
Data di uscita16 settembre 2002
EtichettaReigning Phoenix Music
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM139

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Meshuggah
Meshuggah
Performer
Fredrik Thordendal
Fredrik Thordendal
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fredrik Thordendal
Fredrik Thordendal
Composer
Tomas Haake
Tomas Haake
Lyrics

Testi

[Verse 1]
Winds that shine a bright, blinding dark. Kerosene flames so cold they crack
Suns that blow becalmed twisters. Ferocity sleeping. Nothingness stacked
Intestines worn to shield the inward limbs. Screams unheard. Deafening thoughts
Levitating ground. The solid water burns. Liquid stone. The immobile turns
[Verse 2]
Corrosion soothing the hurt within. Surroundings reaching to touch your skin
Progress in stalemate. Death is alive. Eyes and mind glint—glints collide
[Verse 3]
Pains sending shivers of wellbeing down your spine. Sounds of healing crack your bones
Lamentation carving into smiling faces. Surrounded by everyone, still you're all alone
Wormholes set as halos over sinners' skulls. Leaves chasing the fallen air away
A lifetime of needle-eyes too wide to escape, where honesty lies and angels betray
[Verse 4]
Incisions mending the wounds within. Surroundings breach the surface of your skin
Progress in static. Life has died. Eyes and mind glint—glints collide
[Verse 5]
Disorder putting everything back in place. Chaos the obtainer of lucidity
Tranquility created by raging turbulence. Your solid note frequency out of phase
The fractals of your soul—by symmetry abandoned. Confusion calms your overheating mind
You're the memory no one ever had. You're the one thing you will never find
[Verse 6]
Reincarnation trapped in a life span. Corpses bolted to the ground arise
Omnilights flooding your world with their darkness as your reflection turns its back to your eyes
[Verse 7]
You've entered your self-created antiparadise. Your universe processed and tapped in jars
Neverending insanity. Down in the hell of mind, where glints collide
Written by: Fredrik Thordendal, Tomas Haake
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