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Hopeless
06:28
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Life betrayed me once again.
One final action, one final wound
Will bleed on my heart forever.
One final sadness... One final step
On the road of self-destruction.
Don't try to help me now
When I fall further in despair.
Time has stopped... Days are frozen
In endless condition.
I dwell in endless emotional pain,
Thy memories slowly consume me from within,
And thy sweet words will heal no more...
I am doomed to face the tragedy,
Opressed by crushing pain and without
Any chance to change...
I am hopeless.... I am hopeless!!!
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Mirrors of Failure
13:56
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Abandoned, without a hope
To end this searing agony.
Oppressed beneath the broken walls of glass.
The sorrowful stream of my thoughts
Is drowning beneath the blackest mirror surface.
There is no time. no significance.
Forever haunted by failure,Claimed by despair.
Black mirrors melt, exposing my darkest fears.
The visions of torment so vivid and painful.
The cruel images burn my eyes.
The shallow mirror fills my soul with poison.
I lock my eyes with the dark silhouette.
I am the victim and the enemy.
Psychotic inner war, the battle I will never win.
The ghastly voices whisper my name,
The anthem of the void haunting me.
The moon is dead,
There is no light. There is no life.
Disfigured grey corpses mutilated by shattered glass.
Ruins of sanity within the ebony eyes
Of the creature from the abyss.
The drained ocean of rotten dreams
in the midst of nightmares.
Beneath the leaden waters of misery,
The prison of never-ending anguish.
The cemetery in my broken mind.
The desolate wasteland burnt by misery.
The last ruins of sanity...
The shattered sky...
The liquid chains binding me.
Il luogo dove il mio dolore abita,
Ricordi nati dalla sofferenza, sogni morti.
Non voglio più vedere,
Voglio lasciare questo mondo.
Portami a casa.
Portami al posto dove sono nato.
Il freddo mi sto seppellendo,
La mia tomba sarà dimenticata.
Le mie lacrime non possono smettere di fluire.
Questi riflessioni amare.... L'immagine della mia fine.
Non capisco perché la mia vita è avvelenata.
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Madness. The moon stains the dusk.
locked within the womb of insanity, suffocated by corrupted red walls.
I am trapped in dimension of agony. Detached from reality, lost in delusion.
Echoes of dying screams filling my mind.
No way out. No way out.
Distant visions of sorrow tearing my throat with silent shrieks.
My dreams were murdered before my eyes.
Violated joy, abused hope.
And I am forced to observe my own painful decay.
Wake up, wake up.
Another gateway, another exit.
It's all just a dream. It's just a nightmare.
I am safe.
It's leading to the same prison,
My asylum. I am trapped... I am trapped.
The needles of cold pierce my flesh.
My lungs can't feel the freezing night air.
I can't wake up... trembling in asphyxia, burning.
Save me... save me.
Terror leaves me numb, I'm buried in my own body.
Trapped within nightmares, my mind is killing me.
Wake me up, release me from this torment.
And I want this moon to die.
And I want this moon to die.
And to drown me in its silver light.
And my silence will be put to rest.
The razor shines in the moonlight.
The blood looks black in darkness.
I am so grateful for this pain.
It is reminding me I'm still alive.
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Life's Illusion Ukraine
Life's Illusion was formed in the cold spring of 2011 as a solo project . The first demo "Hopeless" was released the same
year.
After being on-hold for 2 years, the project got back as a one woman band entirely led by Xasthuriath. In 2014, Xasthuriath maintained a full line up of musicians, involved in Ukrainian black metal scene. The band is currently rehearsing and preparing for live shows.
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