Sleeping Pulse

Über den Sternen

The Oaken Throne

Should or Should nots…

the old strange argue in your mind…

that never ends… that makes you not to sleep…

who is behind it… your confusion… who has set us up…

even sky is not sure what he is up to these days… 

I’m seeing those clouds moaning to cry… but there is no tear…

the have surrounded the sun… it’s almost melt into them… going down…

lonesome evening of Sunday… the man... looking at the sunset... with his heart in his hands... 

showing it to the sun... maybe she never leaves her... but sun's heart is full of stone...

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Hands Full Of Hearts, Heart Full Of Stones

Tolu

Archive / Dangervisit

From the album 'The Saint' by Gespenst. This is the edited version of Ghost with additional strings and synth.

Produced by Syahmi &  Zuhair

Ghost (with strings)

Cover Art: Amirsadra Etesam(insta: amirsadraetesam)

Strangers

Could I be wrong, or did I just watch you cut your own throat to maintain a sense of control?
Within, where logic sleeps with the pigs
I'm half in your world, so you drag me down with your ship

Lead us into war, leave the real world behind
Give in to scorn
Burn, run and hide

Waging our war has give me something pure to believe in
From my moral high ground I'm up here looking down at the parasites snapping at the air
And i guess I'm still somewhat confused
You put a grenade in your mouth and pulled the pin out in the hope that I'd get hurt by the blast

I offered to drop, even begged you to stop, for your own worthless sake, and I meant what I said
But you had to defile and then hid like a child, let the grownups clean over the mess that you'd made ... Do you feel shame?

I can see the waves rushing from your shores
I can hear the praise running from your door
You sacrificed your name and all that you've worked for
Just to feed your scorn.
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03 The Waves

English Translate 

The Golden Tunnel (Le Tunnel D'Or )

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Look, it's freezing, right there under my eyes
Stalactites of dreams, too old
All these promises vanishing away
To other heavens, to other harbours

And my dreams get caught on your phalanxes
I love you too much, it bothers you
And my dreams get shattered on your phalanxes
I love you too much
My angel, my angel

Out of a thousand flavours, only one touches me
When you lips brush my mouth
Out of all these winds, only one carries me away
When you shadow passes the doorstep

And my dreams get caught on your phalanxes
I love you too much, it bothers you
And my dreams get shattered on your phalanxes
I love you too much
My angel, my angel

Take my sighs, give me some tears
By dying too much, you end up laying down the arms
Breathe my sweet lie again
(I wish that) Under your breath time expand*

And my dreams get caught on your phalanxes
I love you too much, it bothers you
And my dreams get shattered on your phalanxes
I love you too much
My angel, my angel

Alone on our ashes, balancing
My lungs weep, my heart is free
Your voice fades away from my memories
I'll tame my freedom

And my dreams get caught on your phalanxes
I love you too much, it bothers you
And my dreams get shattered on your phalanxes
I love you too much
My angel, my angel

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