Chaostar - Miasma

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How useless to keep my heart pure and wash my hands in innocence.
When I was stricken all day long, suffered punishment.

Day after day.
Heavens are away.

Can he who made the ear. Can hear?
Can he who formed the eye. Can see?

Sin speaks to the sinner

Sin speaks to the sinner
Heaven or whatever
I cry loud for you.
But you are deaf to my tears, how will I confess?
How will I confess my offence to you?

Can he who made the ear. Can hear?
Can he who formed the eye. Can see?
Sin speaks to the sinner
Heaven or whatever
Is this a place For me?
Heaven, whatever, but first safeguard my fate
Is this for me and for them the way?

Inne utwory

  • Project atom traveller
  • Let them free
  • Lamentation
  • Day of anger
  • Epitaphium
  • Exaudi
  • Canticles
  • Whose god
  • An electric storm of thoughts
  • Mantis
  • Losowe utwory

    Teach me tiger

    Hi Tiger

    Teach me tiger how to kiss you.. wah wah wah wah wah
    Show me tiger how to kiss you.. wah wah wah wah wah
    Take my lips, they belong to you..
    But teach me first, teach me what to do..

    Touch...

    Be the one

    I know it’s too late and I know what we’ve gone through
    and in my heart I know it’s love you’ll always feel
    But something is wrong and I know what we have to do cause in my heart I know I always will be the one
    Everytime that you...

    Tell me

    And it all began with
    Tell me that you want me cos you love me
    If you love me baby
    Treat me like a lady if you want me
    If you love me
    If you love me baby
    If you love me

    Put your hands up in the air

    8x:
    Put your hands up in the air
    Put your hands up
    in the air

    16x:
    Air

    4x:
    Put your hands up in the air
    Put your hands up
    in the air

    Yo yo
    Feel the...

    Blood and confusion

    Words confuse and create equivocal thoughts
    Thoughts silently transmit our inner essence
    The eternal silence leads to oblivion.
    I am contradiction, the boundary, inside and outside
    I am difficulty, immoderation, mannerism, simplicity,
    rigor, baroque, minimalism
    I m like this music that twists around itself,
    that gets torn and recomposes.
    I m the result of a test, the survivor...