D Λ R K M E S S - Λ R K (EP - 2021)

Artwork by Zsolt Alapi (Lowlife Prod)
"Agancstúlsúly" lyrics written by Balázs Varga (HHCC)
Special thanks to László Kispál (KSPL)

Weaponized Fear

Agancstúlsúly

Third Side

Mind Vessel

LYRICS:

Catch an infection, that has no cure
Start a revolution, that grows into war

The end is near, the words are clear
There is no way out of here

Imploding stars, black holes are born
Revolving around the sun, the system is reborn

The end is near, the words are clear
There is no way out of here

We play with fire
Until the bodies burn
Preach to the choir
Will this be my turn?
Bring down the empire
The tables have been turned
This is now the order of the world

Just light the fire
Light the fire!
Just light the fire
Light the fire!
Light it up!

Perpertually always turning
Let the seed sprout from decay

We've lit the fire
And now the bodies burn
Preach to the choir
This is now my turn
Bring down the empire
The tables have been turned
This is just the order of the world

We keep on marching, until the light burns out
We keep on marching, the light burns out!

Perpetual Apocalypse

LYRICS:
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To be able to see the light
One must be aware of the darkness

The darkness is blinding
Resources are running out

The darkness is blinding
The walls are closing in
Resources running out
With nothing to breathe in

Breathe in

Born into a journey
Unaware of the world
Your vision's still blurry
Emotions are backward

Your heart is now racing
So you push all the limits
Your inner demon's awaking
Keeping you from sleeping

You pull the curtains apart
And all the light is blinding
When you regain your sight
The world no longer seems right

You find yourself in a maze
Up against the minotaur
While your mind is in a daze
This thread will lead to shore

I'm drawn towards the light
But darkness means my home, yeah
Now I've truly opened my eyes
Destruction is all I know
I'm drawn towards the light
But darkness means my home, yeah
Now I've truly opened my eyes
And I accept my fate now

From being kept at bay
My hair is turning grey
I need a little space
So stay the fuck away from me

From being kept at bay
My hair is turning grey
I just need a little space
So stay the fuck away from me

A fire has awaken in me
And now you all act surprised
But this is who I've always been
The spark was always inside
Inside

We are together on this ship
Yet no one would take the wheel
Now it's time to tighten the grip
Conditions will never be ideal
We are together on this ship
Yet no one would take that fucking wheel
Now it's time to tighten the grip
Conditions will never be ideal
We are together on this ship
Yet no one would take that fucking wheel
Now it's time to tighten the grip
My fate I will now seal

So get out of my fucking way
Just out of my way

I can now see the light
'Cause I'm aware of the dark
I can now see the light
'Cause I'm aware of the dark
The darkness

Dark Matters

All music written, performed and produced by D Λ R K M E S S.

Artwork by Zsolt Alapi (Lowlife Prod).

Standoff

Earn Your Bones

Mixed and mastered by Zoltán Dávid Kőrös (DARKMESS)
Artwork by Zsolt Alapi (Lowlife Prod)

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LYRICS:
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Let's go

Soaring through the skies
With no end in sight
Infatuation never dies
Who would oppose its glorious might?

The falling sands of time
Cut like a thousand knives
Amputating wings
As the scythe viciously swings
The falling sands of time
Cut like a thousand knives
Amputating wings
As the scythe viciously swings

Cast out, torn asunder
Far from love's embrace
Looking back now, it's all a blur
A goddamned fall from grace
A conviction with no doubt
Now shaken to the core
A monsoon turned to drought
The frail line between love and war

Love and war

From momentum to sudden halt
Like an eye peppered with salt
From flying high to sinking low
A clogged drain that stops the flow

Still drenched in blood and tears
Since time will heal no wounds
But erase all joy and fear
Leaving nothing unconsumed
Like an earthmover, unconstrained
Tearing through the land
Strong limbs now rotten, enchained
A prisoner in time's quicksand

Rotten, enchained

The falling sands of time
Cut like a thousand knives
Amputating wings
As the scythe viciously swings
The falling sands of time
Cut like a thousand knives
Amputating wings
As the scythe now viciously swings

Viciously swinging

The falling sands of time
Cut like a thousand knives
Amputating wings
As the scythe viciously swings

Swings

As time flies on love's wings
Angels die withered and weak
As the scythe viciously swings
The future keeps looking bleak

Withered and weak
Looking bleak

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