1. |
Heaven in Her (Prologue)
05:00
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It's Heaven in her, because we're both dead.
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2. |
Automutilation
07:09
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Tonight
A razor
A ballpoint pen
Will fly
Picked up
Paper
I gave myself
Lines
Regret
Forever
Pale skin
As paper
Words
Bleeding upon
it's surface
Damage
Myself
And paint a
Pretty picture
Written
Blood runs
Cold
My heart
Cries
Wings
Punch Air
Silent
It cries
Broken
Drowning
In thin
Lines
Notice
The lines
On my angel
Sometimes
Her scars fade
But memories last
Can't erase
The past
Long
Sleeples
Nights
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3. |
Foul Fruit
06:12
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Empty places
Lamps I light
Sharp wind
Thick dust
Silently my wounds I feed
Wailing evermore
Something I cherished
Has perished
And I try to restore
Still autumn sets place
Protected the secrets
That wait to be uncovered
Outside the pendulum
Without curators
A strict protocol
And tearless now I grieve
Wrong intentions and mistakes
Made me pit my wits
A second chance only I could give
Standing in the distance
Planning nothing
But still digging the holes
To plant them to grow
Covered with a canopy
So the fruits won't collide
Silently my wounds I feed
Wailing evermore
Something I cherished
Has perished
And I try to restore
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4. |
Valley in Flames
05:44
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Hands Tied
Mouth Bound
Helpless in the fire
Consuming
Try to save what's left
While in chains
The senses are sharpened
Raking away
Your disguise
What was sweet turned sour
Fountains run dry
For a reason
Flames awaken
Infinite and immense
Growing more and more
Larger
Burning all that was built
All that matters
We couldn't keep
Turned white
Is no longer there
Perhaps it belonged
To someone else
Although it meant so much
Fountains run dry
And stay without water
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5. |
Refusement
06:05
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6. |
Lone Ground
04:02
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7. |
Torn Apart
14:15
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8. |
End Me
09:21
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9. |
Sorry For Everything
07:32
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10. |
Interior Mutation
05:05
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Cruelty Field Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina
experimental project purely dedicated to pushing the limits of sound. There is no direct genre that could define the music. There is no inspiration taken from any art form. Just the foreign and abstract expression of reality and image of the world it tries to represent. Individualization, codification and purity put into sonic sequences to create unity with itself: Abandoned. ... more
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