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split The Citadel / Tyrell's Owl

by The Citadel

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Útek-Návrat Mraky visia nízko nad riekou, halia stromy do sivého plášťa Svojím dychom kropia smädnú zem, stále šepkajú svoj odkaz Mraky visia nízko nad riekou, nohy vnorené do chladných vĺn Voda plná starých odkazov, pre nás nechaných Dávnou rečou Ja sa vraciam zarastenou cestou dlho som sa brodil čiernym mestom falošného poznania a plánov ktoré som nikdy nenaplnil Nikdy nenaplnil! táto cesta je vždy volná tato cesta ta vždy vítá tato cesta ta zavedie ...tam kam patríš mimo tento svet Escape - Return Clouds hang low above the river hiding the trees in a grey coat showering the thirsty earth with their breath always whispering their message Clouds hang low above the river legs dipped in hungry waves water full of old messages left for us in anciend language I'm returning on a grown-in road I've been wading through the dark city of false knowledge and plans for long never following through with the plans never following through with them this road is always free this road always welcomes you this road will lead you ...to where you belong outside of this world
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22 holttest 02:39
22 holttest Füst kezd terjedni a levegőben, a bezárt szívekben, a komor lelkekben múltjukat felejtett gyilkos gépek születnek az éjben, A parázs ismét lángra kapott A félelem élteti a hazugságot sárga levélre írott fekete szavak s a gyűlolet újból a felszínre szakadt Látod ide jutottál ismét ember a semmi közepén a sárban fekszel nincsenek többé felhők, nincs többé hideg nincs többé parancs sem otthon sem harag Csak megkönnyebbülés van, csak megkönnyebbülés Ne menj tovább, barátom, kiálts rám! s fölkelek! Bolond, ki földre rogyván fölkél és újra lépked, s vándorló fájdalomként mozdít bokát és térdet, de mégis útnak indul, mint akit szárny emel, s hiába hívja árok, maradni úgyse mer, s ha kérdezed, miért nem? még visszaszól talán, hogy várja őt az asszony s egy bölcsebb, szép halál. (Radnóti) 22 corpses Smoke fills the air, in closed hearts, in grim souls forgetting their past, killing machines are born in the night the ember caught fire again fear feeds the lie black words written on yellow paper and the hatred broke through again See, this is where you've arrived again human Lying in the mud in the middle of nowhere No more clouds, no more cold No more commands no more home no more anger Just relief, just relief Don't go further my friend, shout at me and I'll get up He is a fool who gets up and keeps walking once he has fallen And as wandering pain moves knee and ankle but he hits the road anyway, as if wings were lifting him and despite a ditch is taunting him, he fears to stay and when you ask why not? maybe he answers a woman is waiting for him and a wiser, nice death (Radnóti)
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Mesto 01:53
Mesto Ja len sedím a pozerám sa naokolo, toto mesto už dávno nie je to čo bolo. Možno sa to všetko zmenilo len v mojej hlave možno nechtiac len samého seba klamem. Viem že svet musí byť vačší ako tri ulice viem že krásu a múdrosť mám hľadať radšej inde viem že by sme boli schopný toto všetko zmeniť ale zabudli sme už samým sebe veriť. pred očami mám budúcnosť, nádherne namaľovaný obraz, ale ako plynie čas cítim že je to falošné že je to podraz spútaný okovamy, na chrbte kríž bolesti a smútku z minulosti čo som iným spôsobil, a ktorý by som najradšej odhodil a na všetko zabudol ale bez nich by som nikdy, nikdy nebol sám sebou. The Town I'm just sitting, staring around this city has not been what is used to be for a long time now maybe it all changed just in my head maybe I'm just unknowingly lying to myself I know the world has to be more than just three streets I know I should look for beauty and wisdom somewhere else I know we could change all this But we forgot how to believe in ourselves I see the future, a beautifully painted picture But as time goes by I feel its fake its a fraud Tied up in chains, on my back the cross of pain and sadness I caused to others which I would love to throw away and forget about all but without them I would never, never be myself

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released January 10, 2014

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