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Moodshift
01:21
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instrumental
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The Individualist
04:48
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I've witnessed your seduction
dreaming of sallow black
worn off and best forgotten
what would you ask for in return?
The tides of modern life
leave nothing but a spark
of joyless premonitions
So he roams through groves and fields
In his freedom he takes his pride
He's the individualist
The effect of disconnection
from present society
will temper with perception
the illusion of being free
So he struggles with his vision
after all - a modern man
Enchained by technology
Liberation is a scam
I'm pining for that sweet seduction
Dreaming of sallow black...again
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Witchgrove Mountain
04:27
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Look out for Witchgrove Mountain
where they dwell amongst the thieves
Don't stare into their cauldron
for you're not yet meant to see
A brew of toxic sundries
a lurking stench of crime
Make sure that you remember
You've got to stand in line!
Fear not the ones around you
for they are of your descent
Expulsed from the hands of God
no need for false pretense
Take these stairs now step by step
wait to be pushed over the ledge
stay focused, be without regret
and claim your place within the threat
...and soon you will see!
Ascend to Witchgrove Mountain
blend into the thievish crowd
Approach the boiling cauldron
Take a look beneath the shroud?
Just a brew of toxic trinkets
or perhaps it's so much more?
Be careful what you wish for
now you are the first in line!
Join hands with those around you
as they are of your descent
Unified in their expulsion
march out and wave their flag!
...wave the flag!
Settle down in Witchgrove Mountain
be much more than just a thief
Take your place in our communion
and then your eyes will see:
More than just a brew of sundries
More than God will ever be
Have a mouthful of elixir
Time to hone your disbelief!
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Growing weary of this earth's condition
is not at all a conscious decision
Just rebels, lepers - out of place?
Dreaming of a clean excision
is very well a tale of reason
to wash away this sea of doubt
One by one we walk an endless road
with grimness choking up our throats
Determination - hold your hands real tight
Exasperation - see - it's just a lie
We stare into the fading sun
bent out of shape we have become
All but one stand still, like paralyzed
this young man steps out of disguise
A trident fork held in one hand
the other raised for (just) one command
Men keep staring at the melting sun
a precious few are leveling their guns
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Welcome to the circus!
Let your mania run wild!
Meet the pious virgin
she's expecting a child
Stop craving for affection
there's nothing to amend
Just take your invitation
we'll lend a helping hand!
Be welcomed to our wickedness
we're branded and exiled
See our scars and gaping wounds
we wear them with pride
Born a freak of nature,
there's no need to descend
We will appease your appetite
step through the wall, my friend!
"Follow me, join our congregation
on a quest for honor, be fierce, feel no sympathy!
Bring an end to your horrors
together we're gods among men!"
Don't fear any prosection
for this wall is yours to bend
An entrance made by fellow men
invisible to "THEM"
Stop craving for affection
there's nothing to amend
Just take your invitation
we'll lend a helping hand!
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Adder's Fork Lower Austria, Austria
This project
has been created to channel my musical ideas, influenced by a wide array of great bands like Sisters
of Mercy, Talk Talk, Joy Division, The Sound and classic gothic rock/metal classics.
What I’m trying to achieve is a satisfying combination of these unforgettable sounds with the more hard-hitting elements of heavy metal, creating my vision of the music that guided me through my life.
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