1. |
Delusion
08:21
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We are nothing but trails in the sand
Vanished by the wind
The desert blossom withers
We are nothing but trails in the sand
One single drop of water could save your life
Take the blindfold off
Can't you see it
Black monoliths arise
Emerging from the ground
The end of time
Fire raining from the sky
Weary voyager
Forgotten is his path
Distorted truth
Decay of mind
We are nothing but trails in the sand
Vanished by the wind
The desert blossom withers
We are nothing but trails in the sand
One single drop of water could save your life
Take the blindfold off
Can't you see it
Black monoliths arise
Emerging from the ground
The end of time
Fire raining from the sky
Delusion
Echoes from the dark
Blurry visions
The walls are closing in
Delusion
Echoes from the dark
Blurry visions
The walls are closing in
Flickering light
Cleanse your mind
Burn the incense
Listen to the flame
Inhale the smoke
Behold the offering
Now ash obscures the sun
Devouring the light
Mankind turned to dust
And blackness floods the sky
Dried up rivers
Seas turn red
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2. |
Mirrors
07:28
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Old friend I'm dying
I'm dying for you
Old friend I'm longing
I'm longing for you
Living in paradise
Still I'm confused
All doors are open
Which one should I close
Old friend I'm dying
I'm dying for you
Fear to lose you
Desperation
Restless mind I'm
All on my own
Saw you dying
Should I stay or should I disappear
House of mirrors
Where did you go?
Living in paradise
Still I'm confused
All doors are open
Which one should I close
Old friend I'm dying
I'm dying for you
All the colors are fading
Menacing light
Now the void is returning
Threatening white
I do not want to choose
Nor do I want to go
All locks are broken and I
Retire my soul
Old friend I'm dying
I'm dying for you
Old friend I'm longing
I'm longing for you
Living in paradise
Still I'm confused
All doors are open
Which one should I close
Old friend I'm dying
I'm dying for you
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3. |
Relief
04:50
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It's not your fault
It never was
It's all the others
It's so gross
You can't take it
One more day
The time has come
To make them pay
Let the blackness rise
In your soul
Keep your mind
Out of control
Let the hatred rise
Up in your soul
No need to hide
I'll track you down
The scent of death
You're on your own
The hunt begins
Such easy prey
Even if you try
It's all in vain
Let the blackness rise
In your soul
Keep your mind
Out of control
Let the hatred rise
Up in your soul
Let the blackness rise
In your soul
Keep your mind
Out of control
Let the hatred rise
Up in your soul
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4. |
Echoes
05:52
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I see you walking on a green field
I see you dancing in the sand
I hear your voice but words are fading
A broken crystal in my hand
I feel your loving all around me
Even now that you are gone
Life is changing, time is fading
Didn't choose to be alone
I see you walking on a green field
I see you dancing in the sand
I hear your voice but words are fading
A broken crystal in my hand
I feel your loving all around me
Even now that you are gone
Life is changing, time is fading
Didn't choose to be alone
On your road of no return
I hope that you're fine
The old bracelet on my wrist
Borrowed from you long ago
I knew nothing lasts forever though I
Wished for something else
I remember every corner
Of the roads we used to go
Every ink drop on the paper
Of the letters you once wrote
Now I'm sliding down the void into
My dark and heavy mind
No need to care about the bleeding
Time will heal it anyway
On your road of no return
I hope that you're fine
The old bracelet on my wrist
Borrowed from you long ago
I knew nothing lasts forever though I
Wished for something else
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5. |
Reflection
05:13
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Water dripping
Running down your skin
Level rising
The journey begins
Now you are on the other side
Where nothing is the same
Black is white, up is down
And you're stuck
In your own dream
Stuck in your own dream
Vision is clearing
Nothing seems real
Reflecting surface
A new world appears
Now you are on the other side
Where nothing is the same
Black is white, up is down
And you're stuck
In your own dream
Stuck in your own dream
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6. |
Oracle
08:00
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Old feathers fly in cold winds
Following the voices of hundred years
Old feathers fly in cold winds
Following the voices of thousand years
Dark waves crashing in the night and lightning flickers in the sky
No shelter in his sight all alone he flies
In the storm
He spreads his wings and flies higher
Despite all threats he moves on
He knows there's a kindred spirit
You're never too far from home
Storm clouds are gathering and
Thunders roaring in the dark
Voices whisper in the night
Rough cliffs pierce the sea
In the storm
he spreads his wings and flies higher
Despite all threats he moves on
He knows there's a kindred spirit
You're never too far from home
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7. |
Wizard (Bonus track)
05:50
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Evil wizard in his lair waiting for the night
Smokes his pipe and has a drink time to start the rite
Coming down the mountain to haunt their quiet homes
Inside the people tremble prey, beg, whine and moan
A noise at the door you know who's there
Grim wizard's calling "tonight it's your turn!"
Cold shiver on your back now he got inside
Fierce wizard's taking your children tonight
Knock knock wizard's calling
Knock knock he's at the door
Knock knock soul collector
He hungers for some more
Knock knock wizard's coming
Knock knock better lock the door
Knock knock wizard's calling
He's coming for some more
Better give him what he wants
Gruesome wizard, slender fingers longing for your souls
Lightning flickers in his cave from occult shining bowls
Potions glowing colorful made of children tears
Crafted with devotion and fueled by their fears
Knock knock wizard's calling
Knock knock he's at the door
Knock knock soul collector
He hungers for some more
Knock knock wizard's coming
Knock knock better lock the door
Knock knock wizard's calling
He's coming for some more
Better give him what he wants
Bewitched poor little children like puppets on a string
their mothers deep in sorrow why can just someone bring
their loved ones right back to the fold and give them all some ease
but what's once taken by his hold will never be released
Knock knock wizard's calling
Knock knock he's at the door
Knock knock soul collector
He hungers for some more
Knock knock wizard's coming
Knock knock better lock the door
Knock knock wizard's calling
He's coming for some more
Better give him what he wants
Knock knock wizard's calling
Knock knock he's at the door
Knock knock soul collector
He hungers for some more
Knock knock wizard's coming
Knock knock better lock the door
Knock knock wizard's calling
He's coming for some more
Better give him what he wants
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Scorched Oak Dortmund, Germany
Scorched Oak – Smoking hot Stonerrock influenced by Heavyrock, Blues and Doom. The Dortmund based trio provides mesmerizing
riffs, a throbbing bass and compelling drums. By combining haunting instrumental elements with Linda ́s distinctive singing and Ben ́s rough voice Scorched Oak’s audience awaits a blazing performance.
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