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It was in 1986 when she was born in a town, somewhere between here and nowhere. Her mother died by an attack when she was 6 years old. She had no father, no relatives. So she ended up in an orphanage. For years and years it was her home – she hated it - but it was the only thing she knew.
But one day she had to run away, because the town she called her home once was lying in ruins to her feet. And when she started running the sirens were singing: „Do not look back!“
She still wakes up at night
To the visions in her head.
Shattered glass and pictures of a time
She can never forget.
Tell me have I survived?
Why am I still alive?
She said: „Why should I believe in life? It’s not even worth dying for it.
After a long period of time, she finally found peace and came to rest in another part of this world, far away from the shadows and deamons of her past.
And she met life again- and she met warmth and love and understanding.
And she was happy to be on this planet. For the first time in decades she felt free and she loved it, she truely did.
But there was still a feeling inside her, she could not explain – she felt it deep in her heart but she wasn’t able to read - no, she wasn’t able to read her own heartbeats language.
Something was beating out of time… something essential was missing… something lost she was looking for all her life…
And she began to wake up at nights, breathing heavily she was lying there in the darkness, with her eyes closed, trying not to cry, with a million questions and a deep black hole she was trying to fill with answers. But with every new thought, there rose up a new fear. She wanted to suppress it but her body cramped more and more until she fainted and she got lost in her subconscious mind. But there was absolutely nothing, there were no answers for her to find. And she knew she was alone and that she always will be –
In her world!
In her life!
In her mind!
In this universe!
In her existance!
She said: „I can’t deny!“
She said: „I am not worth living!“
I just can’t deny that I am not worth living!
Why am I still alive?
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From Ghost to Ghost
03:23
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You once had a heart, but that has now turned to stone.
All that’s left of you is a broken soul.
What are you living for or is it far too late?
How does it feel like to be in this dying state?
You did never give a shit about somebody else but yourself.
You’ve abandoned both family and friends and the kids were crying: "Where is our father now?"
There are ghosts you can’t run away from!
They’ll haunt you forever! Haunt you forever!
And when he left, he left with tears in his eyes.
He just packed a few things and kissed his kids goodbye.
Then he was gone, he felt a pain in his chest, but it was too late, he could not go back...
No, he could never go back!
He crossed the bridge, he did not look back once more.
He headed for the river and when he reached the shore, he stared into the water and screamed: "Why me? Why was I born?
Will I ever be free?"
And then he took one last deep breath and he walked into the river and into death...
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Kingdom of Ruins
04:34
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We were unconscious and unconcerned but then we woke up in this life.
Since then not a single day has passed without our memories evaporating like a drop on hot stone.
She spent hours remembering moments that have died forever.
I spent hours drinking to forget and to never remember.
Into the gutter, she was staring and I was losing it.
I think our souls threw up just a little bit.
"My sea, my ocean, how much salt can you still carry?"
Our maltreated souls could barely feel anything but cold and so
It ripped us off our feet, obediently we followed gravity.
And then we fell.... we surrendered to the world.
And we entered the kingdom of the ruins that we are!
Will we be lost and never found?
Is there a world falling apart?
Will we die here in oblivion?
Is this the dying of a mind?
My gaze is clear, I’m losing ground!
Is this the sound of collapse?
Do you hear the ascending sound of our coming salvation?
There is a world falling apart!
This is the dying of a mind!
This is the sound of collapse!
I lay down beside her took her in my arms and whispered in her ear:
"Everything will be fine."
And then she looked at me with her big eyes, she smiled and said:
"Don’t be afraid, no mind lasts forever and as for me I am just leaving this place!"
And in the end and once dead, we keep on dying.
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The Antidote
03:11
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I can’t remember one day i felt so sorry for you.
You’ve cleared your way for a place so fucking cold.
When you woke up on the floor your head was killing you.
Imprisoned in this room of guilty conscience.
Saw yourself in the mirror -
The opposite hand’s just a broken face of shame and doubt.
You were coughing up loud all the cigarettes of last night
When you found a note on the bed
That she’s gone for real this time.
She was the antidote for your bitter life and you ran out of medication!
She was the antidote, now you’re up all night - hammered and mortified!
Inhale all the pain – shivering night as the world collides.
Exhale and see the shame – swallow the pill with an anonymous smile.
Your hands are shaking, the vision´s blurred, can’t move on any further!
There’s only madness and reality is just a bitter pill to take!
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Hourglass
01:41
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There’s no rescue, no room to breathe!
I can only live in this time, in this society!
Open your eyes and wake up from your depths,
To the world of matter.
You begin to sink into this strange world.
Just like and hourglass you will be swallowed until you start to fall.
The glass has been tipped and you give up to the pull of the sand.
The glass will be tipped until you have given up on yourself!
There’s no rescue, no room to breathe!
I can only live in this time, in this society!
We’re gonna kill us all and everything around.
I can only live in this time otherwise I won’t have anything to worry about!
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Sometimes I can feel the glowing and the pounding and the burning inside.
Bottomless, I’m sinking deep, losing my appetite!
There’s a lightning in front of my eyes, creating all the bad scenarios in my mind.
Collapse! Collapse!
I’m turning away for the billionth fucking time!
These trembling hands are clenched into fists.
Not dark and dull, bright and radiant it appears
That the retina peels off at the sight of pure reason.
Motionless I picture unspeakable things.
I am lost here in the splendor
Of a world that has long surrendered!
A tremendous animosity against humanity culminates in self-hatred and colossal despair.
A desolate frustration is a bitter pill to take.
Indifferently, I am floating between two emotional states.
Until all anger has gone blank
And words don’t need sense anymore...
The days are almost over!
And I am going home!
There’s a profound solitude that will accompany me
Until we meet again in the gray of the past days,
’cause tomorrow’s still unknown today.
And so we will be trapped in our eternal yesterday!
A wave of infernal pain
Is pulsating in the front area of the cortex!
Schizoid inviolability!
Synapses cut!
Empty thoughts!
Amnesia!
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Pack of Wolves Graz, Austria
PACK OF WOLVES is a 4-piece Austrian post-hardcore/punk band from Graz.
Thomas Benke
(Drums)
Andreas Gembaczka (Guitar)
Erich Kuttnig (Bass - Vocals)
Manuel Zieger (Guitar - Vocals)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-_ihNo6QU3A
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