1.Deina Vera
A daughter left alive strains over pictures and fights for
light.
When all the weight swelled up around her wall of rage sent
underground.
She's open path'd today, and saw the tight lipped titans blown
away.
Her heart had drowned to bloom in spite. Discover all you knew
(was wrong).
Nine sent for this goal in time to wait,
but 'no' said the captives that still integrate.
Hold down, I'm not too late (not too late).
Hold me down, I've seen the way (home).
The watch, the line, the pieces of a better time.
She cuts and smiles, the choices of a bitter mind.
It's so cruel. What's left of you？
Return my will to me, the chance to see it through!
Nine sent for the goal in time to wait,
but hold together if it's all you can do.
Just hold down. I'm not too late (not too late).
It's overwhelming, but I know you'll be great.
2.Endless Hope
Enter the fray and find your way
to send what you'll say, a reverie for an endless hope.
(Prayer and with nothing to show.)
And the blackness buried where sand and heat
predict your defeat, you'll see it in their eyes.
Silent and still they'll go blind to an
Endless hope within your heart
If I slip away to shallow,
one step towards the light.
Her part？ The mission (the one never raids.)
Feet so attached or resolute another world saves.
You could never show, and there would never be
for that whole in the world. (And truth would never fill her
in.)
One more time the river, another time the wave.
It's all the wraiths that flew, nothing you could say or do
will ever escape to turn around the lie (who in simple doubting
erase？)
An endless hope within your heart
If I slip away to shallow,
one step to define your home
with open arms.
Sealed with a word, lay forever.
Sleep, captive, alive.
Endless hope within your heart.
As your father said, you'll come home again.
Off the ground where you'll show them
just what's been wanting.
Never well, them. Take your blazing cover where they'll never
tell.
Where they've gone about the way,
hollowed out.
There's nothing left for you
here in El Selador.
Tear through the stains out of this life
where we'll search heaven onward and down.
Where they'll never go.
3.Fear of the Flood
It seems fair to me to bring it down where the wicked lay.
This son of ancient tortures breathes in light, white and
displayed.
Oh no, but tell me this：'Why beat your chest until it bleeds？
And is there anyone left now who could possibly say what they
mean？'
So what say you？ We'll die if we're waiting for what we're
waiting for.
So do you sail for comfort or truth？ Tell me why, I can't see.
Oh what a terrible place to which we've come,
here with an ending reserved for the lucky ones.
What's left is disjointed, collapsed, uncontrollable, and
walking away from me.
Oh what a terrible time we've found in here,
west of the rose and the snow the villain fears.
We'll be the dreamers, the death of them, sad to be walking away
from you.
Wandering forever, to be silent all is torture.
But it's all I've got to meet you there.
Only what they've left behind is call to be
in the soul that they shared.
So what say you？ We'll die if we're waiting for what we're
waiting for.
So do you sail for comfort or truth？ Tell me why, I can't see.
Oh what a terrible place to which we've come,
here with an ending reserved for the lucky ones.
What's left is disjointed, collapsed, uncontrollable, and
walking away from me.
Oh what a terrible time we've found in here,
west of the rose and the snow the villain fears.
We'll be the dreamers, the death of them, sad to be walking away
from you.
I'll come back to you, keep hope.
Keep hope aloft and I'll come back to you.
Oh what a terrible place to which we've come,
here with an ending reserved for the lucky ones.
What's left is disjointed, collapsed, uncontrollable, and
walking away from me.
Oh what a terrible time we've found in here,
west of the rose and the snow the villain fears.
We'll be the dreamers, the death of them, sad to be walking away
from you.
4.Feria Cinerum
The sound of it falls, the adrenaline fades,
and then all that's left is you.
Their censure, a silent parade,
left on the coals still burning for you.
(But soon we'll know it's true.)
The worst of disorder is how it feels.
Awoken and divined without
a secret kept the best god intended.
Just burn until a mishap of emotion
is the best you can do.
Sky too open and wide to be given up to
something left deep inside of you.
With an eye sent to watch you fly.
Awoken and divined without
a secret kept the best god intended.
But all we have are hints
the barker's mind is often left undecided.
Set a light to be colder,
I'm the dust on your shoulder.
Settle into the pattern,
all a soldier would matter.
While we lied to the ones who were sent,
the candle burned from both ends.
Now the curtain will fall
and the candle will fade.
In the dark, who sang for you？
The temple had tarnished with age,
left as it lay (it still waits for you!)
Awoken and divined without
a secret kept the best god intended.
Just burn until a mishap of emotion
is the best you can do.
5.Danse du la Veuve Noir
6.The Mekanik
7.Lysmythe
8.Jurazian War Machine
9.Slow Descent
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