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Arbitrary Asylum
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Metal
Arbitrary Asylum adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Lukas Knoebl tarafından 23 Ocak 2015 tarihinde yayınlandıWhere Stories Unfold
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Çıkış Tarihi23 Ocak 2015
FirmaLukas Knoebl
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM117

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Lukas Knoebl
Lukas Knoebl
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Entombed in every broken soul
Looms a light forsaken place
Contorting, breaking, taking toll
Leaving scars without a trace
Twinkle, twinkle little light
Where are you heading to tonight?
Mirrors, mirror lock and key
When the warden sets the pace
(Sets the pace)
And everybody not on edge
Is taking too much space
Twinkle, twinkle light of morn'
My edges frayed my fabric torn
Your mind implies selective order
Stop struggling let new worlds emerge
(Stop struggling, stop struggling)
Unpleasant, unproductive dreams
Obstruct your duty to cohere
Wake at the sound
The padding looks peculiar here
Prowling patterns, haunting hues
(Haunting hues)
While from a different realm it turns
Its dull yet lurid screws
Beyond the creeping, shadows roam
Our torments intertwine
I rave, I crave to tear it down
Be their friend and dance
Each inmate died within these walls
And trails the padding all alone
(Trails it, it trails it)
A maze of pain if wandered once
Releases nevermore
Step away now
And still you resist the cold voice of reason
In God's name I will slaughter the savage in your soul
You are the last
You are the last
You are my masterpiece, my masterpiece
Count the animal's legs and prepare to suffer its claws
Cascading darkness beckoned
A serpentine line joined the lost
(Twinkle, twinkle)
As one leaves another may arrive
In this world at last
Truly the last
As bones return to dust
(As bones return to dust)
And skin crumbles to ash
(Crumbles to ash)
From sanguine soil
Only insanity will bloom
(Neither won nor lost)
(Insanity)
(Twinkle twinkle little light, little light, little light)
When you have neither won nor lost
And you are not alive or dead
(Alive or dead)
The only wish worth waiting for
Is for the clock to reach its end
Written by: Lukas Knoebl
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