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Emptyhanded
04:18
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It is easier to believe
when you stop searching for the truth.
It feels comforting having a proof
fabricated personally for you.
You have taken tomorrow for granted
as you turned a blind eye on their scheme
to leave you emptyhanded on your knees.
Someone always has to suffer,
an illusion gently inflicted to succeed.
So no one ever asks the question
if this is the righteous path to proceed.
You have taken tomorrow for granted
as you turned a blind eye on their scheme
to leave you emptyhanded on your knees.
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Watch as the daylight ceases
casting shadows upon our brittle routines.
Still we don't feel the threat
that's going to put our lives to shreds.
Caught up between noises and fumes
that we're only able to consume.
And its constant overuse
leaves a never healing bruise.
We are the blind ones that tell
the deaf ones what we want to see.
We are the deaf ones that tell
what the mute ones shall speak to the blind ones.
So easily we are misguided
by the promising sound of their sirens
willingly to be steered in any direction
like a monster without a head.
And the pretty dreams we are sold
only come in tiny shattered pieces.
They offer no solace
instead they only feed us violence.
We are the blind ones that tell
the deaf ones what we want to see.
We are the deaf ones that tell
what the mute ones shall speak to the blind ones.
We are the blind ones! (show to the blind ones)
We are the deaf ones! (talk to the deaf ones)
We are the mute ones! (listen to the mute ones)
Show to the blind ones.
Talk to the deaf ones.
Listen to the mute ones.
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Haunted
03:40
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How desperatly you keep collecting
pale memories in broken jars.
See how they are leaking through the cracks
then get lost down the drain.
I could have been standing by your side,
brightened your darkness with some light.
Now I live with the regrets of all the things I did instead.
No matter how hard you try
to embrace this rotten souvenir.
And all these tears won't bring back
those golden years.
I could have been standing by your side,
brightened your darkness with some light.
Now I live with the regrets of all the things I did instead.
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The losing game
04:11
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Never thought it could ever be like this.
Should have been worthwhile but it never feels that way.
Like getting carried away by the water
then left stranded to watch it all drifting away.
All the love in the world won't bring back this happiness.
All given care won't eventually soothe the pain.
Still waiting for the perfect moment
when things fall miraculously into place.
Caught in a trap I always tried to avoid.
Pleased throughout the years with a lie - so annoyed.
All the love in the world won't bring back this happiness
all given care won't eventually soothe the pain.
All the love in the world won't bring back this happiness
all given care won't eventually soothe the pain.
All the love in the world,
all given care won't soothe.
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Constant move
03:34
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Preservation is the game
you ask your mirror to play.
No line or crack upon your face
to put a disgrace on your display.
Well, time is the mistress
who hates to be deceived.
Give her devotion, lowliness, submission
but she never will be pleased.
Now it's open season
upon your dwindling youth.
Don't hope for an intermission
or implore for a little retreat.
Time is the mistress
who's tearing at your leash.
So you crouch down at her heels
following the only way that she leads.
The constant move towards the end will never cease.
Only the constant move towards the end is for sure.
The constant move towards the end won't let you go.
Only the constant move towards the end is for sure.
Only the end is for sure.
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Dissonant
04:18
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All the missteps taken on purpose
towards a yearning I don't want to feed.
Though it's not desperation that's driving me
I am still a beast straining at its leash.
Like a bright light waiting to be seen
by the darkness of the blinded eye.
A tempting lure that's dragging me
like a fish out of the sea.
No, I won't feel sorry for the love
that is meant to cease on your heart of stone.
No, I won't feel sorry for the love
that is meant to cease on your heart of stone.
Whenever darkness gets devoured by light
light is extinguished by blackened dark.
The alternation of creation and decay,
a path we do not deviate from.
And while feeling free still unaware
of being caught up in barbed wire
then I'm gladly trapped indefinitely
awaiting your final taunt.
No, I won't feel sorry for the love
that is meant to cease on your heart of stone.
No, I won't feel sorry for the love
that is meant to cease on your heart of stone.
No, I won't feel sorry (you're my least desire)
for the love that is meant to cease
on your heart of stone ( (but still you set my world on fire)
No, I won't feel sorry (you're my least desire)
for the love that is meant to cease
on your heart of stone (still you set my world on fire)
You're my least desire when you set my world on fire.
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Keep at bay (beaten)
03:57
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Disconnected from the world (your world)
you've wrapped yourself in silence (in silence)
where love and happiness (no happiness)
fail to break through your haze.
Though the walls around you (walls around you)
are only made from dust (made from dust)
you're still the unfortunate one (unfortunate one)
who's missing out the sun.
You're caught so deep in this bitterness (caught so deep)
with merely a chance to ascend. (merely a chance).
Will someone ever get to you (will someone ever)
and touch your reaching hands? (reach your hands)
Sometimes there's a feeling (a feeling)
you might not be on your own (on your own).
Just so close as you might (just so close)
hear a nearby breathing.
Well, like a distant moon (distant moon)
we're watching over you (watching you)
though we never would reach down (we won't reach down)
to kiss the sorrows from your brow.
Instead we watch you drown in this bitterness (watch you drown)
with no chance to ascend. (no chance to ascend)
because in someone else's misery (in your misery)
we took the comfort we chose the right way (choose the right way)
We watch you drown in this bitterness (watch you drown)
with no chance to ascend (no chance to ascend)
because in someone else's misery (in your misery)
we took the comfort we chose the right way (choose the right way)
Watch you drown
No chance to ascend
In your misery
Choose the right way
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Caught your image from afar,
got entangled in your words,
subtly enclosing me like a cocoon.
Ever since you occupy my waking hours
my mind is tormented by the fear
of us being disconnected.
Even though all you sell is just a mirage
I let it willingly occupy this empty heart.
We hardly feel the world outside
in this rapidly passing time
we spend on our streams entwined.
Though attracted to each other by design
what should make all this feel malign
it is just all we could ever ask for.
All we receive is just a mirage
it's sufficiently all we need inside our twisted hearts.
You are perfect just so perfect (that's all you need to be).
You are perfect just so perfect (that's all you're meant to be).
You are perfect just so perfect (that's all you need to be).
You are perfect just so perfect - a perfected waste of time.
That's all you need to be: a perfected waste of time.
That's all you need to be.
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Low
03:41
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I'm living lavishly on borrowed time
still I see off the fleeting hours with a casual smile.
All the hopes and dreams that since then passed me by
were drowned in the tears that I've never shed.
The will to break free from this weariness
is like a desire that's haunting me every day.
That's when I prefer to rely on the certainty
that the hole I'm drowning in is fathomless.
When I drown deep below
how low can I go?
How deep can you reach?
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10. |
Thin line
03:16
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You are relentless
like an incurable disease.
You're lurking in plain sight
come and go as you please.
I am tired of listening
to your sickening schemes.
I am so sick of the poison
that you're trying to seed.
There is a thin line - separating you from me.
There is a thin line - you better tread carefully.
There is a thin line - separating you from me.
I would cross the thin line - because this is where I'm meant to be!
So you wouldn't know
if I stand behind your back.
You wouldn't see
the rage I release upon you.
I want you to know
I've seen you through.
And I want you to feel
how I'm fucking done with you!
And you thought I would have been tamed by time.
Well, sometimes rage comes with age!
You wouldn't know
if I stand behind your back.
You wouldn't see
the rage I release upon you.
I want you to know
I've seen you through.
I want you to kneel
before I'm fucking done with you!
There is a thin line - separating you from me.
I cross the thin line - because you were never meant to be!
I cross the thin line!
I cross the thin line!
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Orpheus in red velvet Solingen, Germany
ORV wurde 1996 als Soloprojekt von [Os]mium gegründet und wandte sich zunächst dem klassischen, minimalistischen Synthiepop zu. 2007 wurde die "Strange behaviour EP" in Eigenregie veröffentlicht, gefolgt vom dEbütalbum in 2011. Das Coveralbum "Not quite" wurde 2013 veröffentlicht und 2017 folgte dann endlich das neue Album Discontinued". ... more
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