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-=Лирика=-
LENGSEL - Solace (2000)
1. Solace
2. Revival
3. Opaque
4. Hours
5. Coat Of Arms
6. Stille Dualisme
7. The World Monotone
8. Avmakt
1. Solace
[Words: John Robert, Music: Tor Magne]
Come comfort me... soon now
Covering, calm distortion
2. Revival
[Words: Tor Magne, Music: Tor Magne and Lengsel]
Again I stare
Without really being able to
-Illusions
The verity terrifies
The dreams, the lies I deify
In despair I fail to understand
Whether the dreams create the scruples
Or the other way around
As the eyes begin to sting
I am swallowed by an abstract state
The spirit of indifference is here
Apathetic, searching
The sorrow feels preposterous
Within this psychotic chaos
The will smoothers
With the spew from the past
Weakened I dry out the faith
And then kiss its forehead
Uncertain
Slavering
This inner desperation is sort of religious
(Apocalyptic)
No clammy hands can alter me
My God
Alleviate the many distressed
I firmly proclaim
Hand out the water to those who thirst
3. Opaque
[Words: John Robert, Music: John Robert and Lengsel]
I know it is dark outside
But I bear not to face it
Alone
I compose a picture within a golden frame
-Black picturesque
My eyes dance in a glassy stare
To the distant sound of musical
Silence
But somehow they lower in a pool
-All wet and obscure
And I see this face
As a vivid picture of my very own self
And the eyes
They are watching me
And so am I
Inside out, whatever
I cannot grasp this
This duplicity
This lack of self-devotion
This classical clichи of a song
4. Hours
[Words: Ole Halvard, Music: Ole Halvard and Lengsel]
I will never sleep again
I will go to my world
Where I always can change
Everything
How could things end up like this?
All this hatred
I am a part of it
All this hatred
I was a part of it
Until this very night
Never again
If man is sane, I am not
In these hours it is a blessing, embracing insanity
-I am not one of them
And I can hear the screaming
They are screaming at me desperately
I did not understand what they were saying
That is why they scream
-No one really listens
I still do not understand
As the weeping continues
This dark feeling of hopelessness grows stronger
I know of their hatred
I will never sleep again
I will crush reality in our world
In my world they will recieve
But their sanity is not mine
5. Coat Of Arms
[Words: John Robert, Music: Tor Magne and Lengsel]
Horrific death, you are closing in on me
Circling silently towards the centre of the earth
The rails lead the way, night and day
Black tracks ahead
I keep my eyes on you
Keep you in sight from a distance
And join in the carousel movements
Afraid, awed
Beholding the ghost-like smoke
I grow tired as the weary wheels go round
Feel sick as the smelly smog surrounds me
I droop like snowdrops and wither
Wait for your horrid hands to extend
And touch my white-stained arms of love
6. Stille Dualisme
[Words: Ole Halvard, Music: Ole Halvard and Lengsel]
Stillhet uten sjel, uten еnd
Uten nжrvжr av noe slag
Er som etsende drеper fra himmelen
De skreller nеdelшst av vеr hud, vеrt kjшtt
Og lar vеrt indre ligge nakent som et еpent sеr
Infisert av vеr verden av forfall
Vi frykter dette regnet
Disse drеper som smaker av dшd
(Sе har de da heller ikke makt til е lege det de avdekker)
Vi flykter inn i
Nжrmeste ly av larm
(Og det blir vеr bane)
Vi kjenner avmakt, men
Hvor sшke rеd?
Fornekter sannheten
-I oss selv er vi smе
Frykten tar med tiden vеre liv
De levende drеper nеr ei inn i vеrt ly
Vi mister den skatt vi fikk i eie
Den fullkomne stillhet med nжrvжr fra det hшye
Stшyens sшnn av morgenrшden
Vil til sist og smake dшden
7. The World Monotone
[Words: Tor Magne, Music: Tor Magne and Lengsel]
Remove the tears
And the thrill they give
And melancholy (melancholy)
Will become a burden
Rather than a strength
Devastates me
Divides me
Among gods
I crawl
In a condition
Forced upon me
Freedom a straining thought
Uncomplete
Fling salt in my eyes
So that the inner well
May drain away
And my visit stand visible
Before me
Restless
I realize what I have summoned
Hear the death-conscious moan
The world Monotone is now the nervous one
The world Monotone is now the nervous one
8. Avmakt
[Words: Ole Halvard, Music: Ole Halvard and Lengsel]
Vind vжr min Herre
Du Er
Vind vжr min Herre
Du Er
Du river meg lшs
Fra verdens
Min tomhet
Jeg kan intet gjшre
Jeg fшres
Storm
Du minste vindpust
Lжr meg
Jeg lever
Hvordan kan jeg
Knuser alltid egne drшmmer
Fшrer skam over egen higen
Det levde liv spotter
Det stшrste under
Sе flommer hatet
[PARALYSIS]
Wind be my Lord
You Are
Wind be my Lord
You Are
You take me (tear me) away
From this world's
My emptiness
I can nothing do
I'm moved
Storm
You smallest Breath of Wind
Teach me
I live
How can I
Always ruining my own dreams
Bringing shame upon my own will
When the life lived scorns
The Greatest Wonder
Hate overflows
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