VOICES OF SILENCE-THE GRAND ILLUSION (The Jester's back...)

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THE GRAND ILLUSION (The Jester's back...)

What kind of hell do we build around ourselves?
So hot and tight, and without an exit door
We're swimming with the tide
And there is nothing we can do anymore. . .
The game is over, we shall see it soon
We'll be swept away by the future we have sewn
Thousand lifeless centuries will stare at our footsteps on the moon

Dreams are breathing in the night
Blowing smoke in the moonlight
If our fate would be a dream
Tell me: would it make you scream?
Would you wake up wet?
Would it make you sweat?
Would your cool mind be impressed at least by that?

What kind of hell is burning in my heart?
Behind the mask no teardrop ever left the shore
I'm playing for laughter
'cause there's nothing else for me anymore...

Dreams are breathing in the night
Blowing smoke in the moonlight
If our fate would be a dream
Tell me: would it make you scream?
Would you wake up wet?
Would it make you sweat?
Would your cool mind be impressed at least by that?

Here's my cross, made of hate
Tailored to my size and weight
Choose my path and set the pace
Gone for glorious disgrace
People around, nowhere a friend,
Somebody to lend me a hand
God may bleed and die for me,
On my cross I'm endlessly alone
We found the perfect ways to kill
And we earned this "evolution"
Thus we live and die for
The Grand Illusion

Pale lights still shining on
They fake another break of dawn
So this mankind will believe
Now's the time for us to live

Frozen dreams fell on the ground
Bits and sliver all around
The poets died, the song have failed
Yet the meaning is unveiled

Do we need to be among the good?
Is there still a hunger for the truth?

We're faking hope, killing faith,
Driven by a reckless hate
Until we end up endlessly alone. ..!

Daedalus' son flies no more
Without a cause, we're lost for sure
No road leads us back to life
Our favorite fears came to life
The Sun still shining far above
No hunger for life and love
The Human Saga ended so nice
Outside the gates of Paradise

Standing alone at the shores of Styx
Balancing the final answer
Through the labyrinth of tricks
I was both the dance and the dancer
No remorse, no regrets
Got the prize's, paid the debts
I'm ready...

"There's still one more task for you
One more trick that you must do
Maybe the last wake up-call
Just before I end it all
Speak to your race
Read one more line
Mock the Grand Illusion
One more time!"


Six billion jesters are playing in the scene
Acrobats in a show never yet seen
Wonderful spirits create a dream, so clean. . .
But evil comes over, aggression prevails; you know what I mean. . .

No more music, we broke every string
Its winter again; there might not come a spring
The saga is over; we have no more songs to sing
¬But we don't know it, and in the silence we swing...

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  • where is this band from? never heard of it, they sound good.

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  • they are from CLUJ, Romania

  • oamenii astea au fost anu trecut in Piano in Tg-Jiu :X:X:X

  • tare melodia, superb albumul.....imi dau seama ca in fiecare melodie se regaseste rautatea fiecarui om.....si adunate toate ne vor duce pe toti spre pierzanie....mare dreptate aveti:)!!!

  • S U P E R B ! ! ! !

  • e superba melodia.Great album:>

  • versurile sunt superbe! oare chiar suntem pierduti?

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