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Utopic Prophecies Denied
03:05
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Band: Cupola
Album: Mistaken By Design
Song: 02 - Fools Sentenced To Ruined Existence (FSRE)
facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Cupola.band
Lyrics:
Every time I lie to you,
I feel that something beautiful is dying.
I hope one day i'll tell the truth:
we have no soul - they lied us.
We're living for today
and no tomorrow impends our happiness,
we're never going to predict and pay
the price to face consequences.
Our lives are so volatile -
a pile of distorted illusions...
Throw out this chosen exile,
embrace my world of confusion.
I am an envy in what you call soul,
hear my awakened call...
My eyes of brimstone are burning bright
follow my guiding light!
Imagine I'm a sea of freedom
and step inside if you can stand
my bits of unconventional wisdom,
come to me and take my hand.
I feel I'm burning deep inside
and noone will destroy my flame,
I slowly pulled you on my side -
together we will break the frame
Our time is quickly running out -
the fools are now being sentenced
and even I am now in doubt,
vanishing with pending questions...
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War
04:21
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They are all asleep in silence,
no more pain and no more fire...
No more scenes of raging violence
inside their realm of full retire.
Aftermath of madman's choice,
noone asked for their acceptance,
noone heard their silent voice -
all was done for their ascendance
Senseless.
Pointless.
Faceless.
Bane.
Astounded.
Bounded.
Surrounded
by pain.
Yes, we're growing stronger,
but our minds evaporate...
No more, any longer
should we underestimate
WAR!
Walking in there
once I met a man,
crying in despair -
a part of the plan.
Wounded grotesque
crawling alone,
symbol of protest -
the price of the throne...
Cards are shuffled once again
and positions - rearranged
for another futile game -
just the same and nothing's changed.
Everything is thus repeating,
noone cares for the price...
Violent spiral ways competing
for the perfect world demise.
Senseless.
Pointless.
Faceless.
Bane.
Astounded.
Bounded.
Surrounded
by pain.
Yes, we're growing stronger,
but our minds evaporate...
No more, any longer
should we underestimate
WAR!
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4. |
Il Duomo
04:02
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5. |
Escape the Inexistence
05:50
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...and I see you standing alone
Taking a look inside
Never feeling home
Losing your will to fight
Neither life will caress you
Nor death is the only way
Hear my confession
I say:
Hold your head above the tide
So you can see the way is there
And you will force that human pride
To be your face against despairs
Hear what I say, embed my words
In the burning pulse of your mind
Every step you're making forward
Is leaving wrong ones behind
I'm looking now both the ways -
To my future and my past
Recalling these hopeless days
I just wanna be left to rest
I believe there's and eye
Remembering all our faults
As you decide to die
I hear it, it calls:
Hold your head above the tide
So you can see the way is there
And you will force that human pride
To be your face against despairs
Hear what I say, embed my words
In the burning pulse of your mind
Every step you're making forward
Is leaving wrong ones behind
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6. |
Mistaken by Design
03:12
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There is no ground to hold my feet up
When I stare at their face
Completely ruined are all their virtues
With words I don't understand
I'm sick of searching wisdom
Where it has never been
Misunderstood is freedom
And nothing's what it seems
Too far from humanity
And it's only getting worse with time
Idolized is profanity -
A world mistaken by design
Why their eyes seem so empty
And their minds seem broken?
I want to claim that all they are mistaken
But my words remain unspoken
My world is changing
But I am not
It leaves me hanging
Outside the plot
I'm sick of searching wisdom
Where it has never been
Misunderstood is freedom
And nothing's what it seems
Too far from humanity
And it's only getting worse with time
Idolized is profanity -
A world mistaken by design
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7. |
Secrets and Lies
04:16
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All the lies and truths
reside together,
every spoken word -
forget it, whatever...
I've seen this on your face -
a view of restless mind...
No chance to win this race,
no chance to find
the perfect shine of naked truth
beyond their secrets and their lies.
The savage breathing in your roots
awakens, comes to break confines...
Don't let them steal
reality before your eyes!
Just keep it real,
defend your own secrets and lies.
Out of a believer
once you rose a man.
Resisted those deceivers
and threw away their chains.
They called for you "ecstatic",
you're standing on the edge -
embodying a fanatic
that's hunting for
the perfect shine of naked truth
beyond their secrets and their lies.
The savage breathing in your roots
awakens, comes to break confines...
The thought of your perfection
has grown to the absurd,
the virtues you're possessing
are threating our world.
Your words are now forsaken,
almost a metaphor.
Something is mistaken
but who cares for
the perfect shine of naked truth
beyond their secrets and their lies.
The savage breathing in your roots -
destroyed, before he even came to life...
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8. |
Stricken
05:45
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Soft light fills the madhouse rooms,
hospital beds, hunts the cold thoughts
and fades with an augury
for dark future.
Dangerous memories devastating minds,
memories of a world before and forth.
Twisted, scared, crumbled, disappeared,
you forgot your dream:
To see the happy people,
to ride the horse of your dreams,
and learn to live (live your life)
as your dreams said.
Ambience inside your mazy mind,
drifting like oblivion haze.
Tranquillity is filling nights and days
of coerced existence.
Everything around is drawing you in,
the smell of old man's sweat in scary dream.
Deranged, disabled and alone,
your life is string of groans.
Falling dusk is freeing your insight,
bringing cover for your mind.
Leaving you alone inside to pray
and find another way
To see the happy people,
to ride the horse of your dreams,
and learn to live (free your life)
as your dreams said.
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9. |
Mind Obesity
03:58
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Quietly losing their face and identities,
Silently turning humans to entities,
Programming minds of the manipulated
Consciousness abandoned and mutilated
Mind obesity, corroded brains
No necessity - they live in vain
Mind obesity, subdued again
Your brain capacity is not the same
Existence brought down to the primitive
Such pestilence left no alternative
Obscene propaganda infecting the masses
Creating the rules, defining the classes
The thought of freedom for no one to dare
Standing on the road to nowhere
Building their urge to grab, not create
All on the way shall they annihilate
Existence brought down to the primitive
Such pestilence left no alternative
Obscene propaganda infecting the masses
Creating the rules, defining the classes
Mind obesity, corroded brains
No necessity - they live in vain
Mind obesity, subdued again
Your brain capacity is not the same / 2
Mind obesity...
Mind obesity...
Mind... obesity...
Mind... obesity...
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Cupola Sofia, Bulgaria
Cupola is a Bulgarian death/black metal band from Sofia, founded in 2005 by Mihail Sergeev (guitar, vocals), Angel Sergeev
(drums) and Plamen Dimitrov (guitar, vocals). Simeon "Justice" Manolov (bass guitar) and Rumen Tonchev (keyboards) join soon afterwards.
In the end of 2009 Plamen leaves the band but Vassil Gochev (guitar) and Dancho Lisev (vocals) step up to complete the lineup around 2010.
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