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The Pretender
03:48
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Broken, almost hollow
I am so hard to understand
Pretending, each day
Hoping, life's changed
Then waking up and being stuck
Because everything's stayed the same
Oh, I'm feeling so small
Back against the wall
I don't cast a shadow at all
All that because I am...
The Pretender
Then I will
Open up my eyes
I'll lie to myself
So I don't cry
Failure
No matter how many times I've tried
I am dying
And watching the days go by
I shattered the whole...
Such a long time ago
Why do you see me so differently
Than I see myself
Picking through the pieces
To see what would stay, and what would go
And perhaps that is the secret
You see the lie, but it doesn't show
Oh, I'm feeling so small
Back against the wall
I don't cast a shadow at all
All that because I am...
The Pretender
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Figures and Faces
03:58
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Shadows dance across the wall
Symbols of madness play in my mind
The darkness beckons me closer
I hold out a shivering hand
I'm tainted; I'm broken
I'm weak and draped in fear
I follow the edge of misery
Because I don't want to be left here
Figures and faces hidden in shadow
People and features I long ago knew
They haunt and they taunt
As they slowly turn the screw
Figures and faces obscured from view
Places and images I once knew
They taunt and they haunt
As they slowly bite and chew
Storm clouds form outside my door
Shapes of evil reside in my head
The blackness beckons me nearer
I hold out a trembling palm
I'm tainted; I'm broken
I'm weak and cloaked in pain
I follow the edge of misery
Because here I don't want to remain
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Scarecrow
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He sold his soul to fix his imperfections
He felt his body needed some corrections
On the inside his soulless body began to rot
Beauty came at a price more expensive than he had thought
Under his skin... an infestation of worms
Horrid disease and rabid germs
He was a caterpillar, who formed a toxic cocoon
Born as a butterfly under a full moon
The pictures told a different story than the words
He was haunted by the birds
They pecked at him to get to the worms beneath
They had beaks as sharp as teeth
He was vile, but he had a pretty smile
Until the birds tore away his flesh
And now the smell of a corpse
Is the only thing that is fresh
His head was taken by the crows
Carried to the field where no one goes
To their master, the old scarecrow
Where his head will forever lie and no one will know
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Night Dwellers
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Bathing in a lake of Nightfall's tears
They drink the wails of immortal regret
Born of anguish and unnamable fears
They are free from the Reaper's debt
Their faces are cast from ultimate shadow
Their eyes are forged from indigo flame
Their mouths are sealed and seamless
But they whisper madness just the same
Here, in this ghastly orgy, the righteous die
Wounded beyond repair by their secret sins
Melodic verses distilled from the poison cold
A lover's caress of the heart's intangible cleft
Though hatred blooms, and jealousies unfold
The Dwellers will not stop until nothing is left
Psychic flesh is peeled from wanton desire
The fissures of self and shadow grow wide
And slowly, lovingly, the sleeping awaken
Awaken, unknowing, to the darkness inside
...The righteous die
Wounded beyond repair by their secret sins
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Shapeless
03:16
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Shapeless...
I Am Shapeless
Unravel words unspoken
Never give breath to regret
For in the past still lies
The darkness we fought
Shapeless dreams
Broken desires
Shapeless hopes
Broken promises
Shapeless future
Broken mind
Shapeless...
I Am Shapeless
There is no going back
No second takes
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The Dark Red
03:21
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This color called red
Has torn me apart
I've lost sight of the truth
I've destroyed my mind
The Dark Red
Embers of hope
The Dark Red
Ashes of pain
The Dark Red
Poison and heart
The Dark Red
My crimson curse
This color called red
Runs deep in my veins
So cruel, never kind
It knows only pain
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Portrait of Grotesque
04:53
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Knives twist, and I cannot win
Torment me. The freak
Another lifeless husk walking
Distorted and broken
It's never enough to free this pain
Shackle me. The freak
Whatever the reflection
Equates to delusions of my illusion
All I see...
Portait of Grotesque
All I see...
Portait of Grotesque
All I see...
Portait of Grotesque
All I see...
Portait of Grotesque
Tick tock, tick tock
The time is running away
Let's stay in this murky grave
Until we rot away
Watch how shallow waters
Drown out my flame to smoke
I can already see
The dead face of forgotten dreams
Walk alone in a circus full of eyes
Lost to roam
Struggling. Malfunctioning
I need to run away
Walk alone in a circus full of eyes
Lost to roam
Arresting. Devouring
Faces who we ignore
Grotesque inside, yet stunning to see
Shackle me. The freak
Common sense dies, like cigarettes
In human dust
This dream still burns, turning me to ash
Torment me. The freak
Estrange my lungs of this bitter scent
Scent I can't breathe
All I see...
Portait of Grotesque
All I see...
Portait of Grotesque
All I see...
Portait of Grotesque
All I see...
Portait of Grotesque
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Angesicht der Angst
04:48
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The Broken One
03:25
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In the withering silence
Thoughts stitched with strands of pain
In the withering silence
My thoughts enslaved of chaos' reign
By force, I am abandoned by slumber
And yet, still, I am dreaming deep
Nocturnal peace, that precious plunder
Oh, how I long once again to keep
In this prison... so empty and cold
I wash in the tears of unfeeling regret
At what cost have I my humanity sold
Strangers never known, friends never met
In the harshest light I could always leave
In the deepest dark - this, I do not desire
To admit my fear-born will to deceive
To admit my lust for life's majestic fire
This is the prison whose bars I made
Wrought of my desolation's illusory spell
No... there is no one I can blame
For creating and living this phantasmal hell
Save me...
Save me...
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A path where no light shines
A place that cloud thy eyes
A mirrors paradise to shine
But no reflections can ever be found
A craving for lust and pleasure
A hunger that can't be pleased
A light so dark that shines so bright
The endless flames dying light
A stumbling hollowed soul
A search for something to behold
A need for a story to be told
The end is crawling closer and closer
A darkened star in a dead sky
A hope that was left to die
A miracle for all to behold
But only the dead have stories to be told
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Cold Therapy Poland
Dark Electro / Electro-Industrial band from Poland founded by Jacek Wolański on October 8, 2012. Music of Cold Therapy is
known for its dark and highly atmospheric sound.
A soundtrack to the dark side of your mind.
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