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• Artiste: Benighted
• Titre: Blindfolded Centuries
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The awakening is brutal and the strange places around me And both quiet and distressing The urge to vomit is back In my inside world I think I've crossed the line Swear and tears run on my skin I feel the same pain again. The ashes of my past life still burn And cycle of my being is back in a new beginning The first fruits of a second childhood which is more obscure and twisted How could I forgive ? Ho could I forget ? During my soul crossed Blindfolded centuries The pathetic reflection of all I was frightened to be Appears to me with unbearable brutality This morning looks like the others And I feel dizzy in front of the immobility of my existence I've seen my equals cross the blindfolded centuries And fall around me Each time born in a different dimension My own sick representations Which perhaps only exist through me But today begins my new life In this pure white room I can't move, the chains are back To tell me that my torments are not over I can just look at this new birth, powerless The first breath's so painful Blindfolded centuries The pathetic reflection of all I was frightened to be Appears to me with unbearable brutality All that i believed being a part of me in this entity Is just a fucking illusion