Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blue Moon Duel, artist - Dodheimsgard. Album song A Umbra Omega, in the genre
Date of issue: 15.03.2015
Record label: Peaceville
Song language: English
Blue Moon Duel |
I got in on a high note |
And went out with a rope around |
My neck |
With a white suit and a helmet |
To care for the omnivore nature |
Calling inside |
Though I was not able to eat |
Nor did I fall into place |
A gift from the heavens to obey |
While fear and danger duelled |
And spiritual savages ravished |
Our sanity |
On a platform where the aging |
Of skin could tell |
A story about reflecting thoughts |
Promptly ascending |
From a far away emotion |
A nocturnal blessing for sure |
Headhunting the apathy in which I dwell |
Troops of a blue moon in descent |
Clapping their hands |
While feverish conformities |
Stepped aside |
Soaked in desperation and clarity |
Unspoiled and naked as a human can be |
We beheld vile flowers in my garden |
Growing out of hand |
Surrounding us in captivity |
Suffering elevated to mind expansion |
Your world is safe because it is illusion |
Yet another scope to unfurl |
Out with the human syndrome |
Look outside, see inside |
No one is real, nothing is unreal |
Whatever is, everyone isn’t |
Of your life there is no trace |
No sign of your death |
No ego, no spirit |
No zero, no infinite |
Don’t hide away |
Let me out, I shouted |
Set me free from this enslavement |
Dig me up to the floors above |
Immediately pull out the waste |
While forgetting whose name we stole |
At the brewery where flies got drunk |
The place in between all calendar days |
A crystallized moment in sublime |
Darkness |
Goat-horns growing |
Penetrating mental mirrors |
My world becomes distorted |
I crumble on the floor |
Counting the hours, not able though |
'Cause panic fuels itself |
And hysteria takes control |
Nothing is alive to rescue me |
O` wonderful palace of instigation |
I find myself crying red tears |
Nothing can ever wash away |
The stains left on my skin |
I utilize the moonlight |
And fall apart in madness |
A cylinder-formed state of mind |
With downward spirals |
O` great goddess of flesh and |
Tomorrow |
Grant me a second chance |
And I’ll sure cry you these tears |
Forever |