HYPOCRISY - End Of Disclosure (OFFICIAL LYRIC VIDEO)

"In Answer" by Wang Wei (699-759 AD)

In these quiet years growing calmer,
Lacking knowledge of the world’s affairs,
I stop worrying how things will turn out.
My quiet mind makes no subtle plans.
Returning to the woods I love
A pine-tree breeze rustles in my robes.
Mountain moonlight fills the lute’s bowl,
Shows up what learning I have left.
If you ask what makes us rich or poor
Hear the Fisherman’s voice float to shore.
Zen poem

Hypocrisy - The Return

I feel like I have no right to anything. No right to look at the sunset sky, to see crystal stars, to inhale March wind, to listen to cawing of crows when the winter night descends...When did this feeling appear? Perhaps it has always existed, lived in my heart for ages...I have no right even to think about you, to see you in my dreams...It hurts and it is so hard to leave you behind...
I can't even be the center of my own universe, to say nothing of someone's ... And never could, though all was well then.....
But I wanted only silence and solitude for too long...far too long...
There are no ways back for me anymore...My crows flew away and did not carry off my soul on their unsightly black wings..
If only I could return to that time when spring wind was still refreshing, sky was dark-blue and magnificent, vague hopes were still alive...When the black bird in my heart has not yet spread its wings.
I will never embrace you..


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Hypocrisy - Paranormal Mysteria

“As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods.
They kill us for their sport.”
―from "King Lear"

“And then the dreams break into a million tiny pieces. The dream dies. Which leaves you with a choice: you can settle for reality, or you can go off, like a fool, and dream another dream.”

-- Nora Ephron, Heartburn

“People who believe that they are strong-willed and the masters of their destiny can only continue to believe this by becoming specialists in self-deception.”
― James Baldwin, Giovanni's Room

Pictures don't fit the song at all.

Now nothing matters, doesn't matter if I ever get out.
And I just can't do this, simply can't and you're not waiting for me at the end of the road, only the gray skies, rain and emptiness -  my paradise and peace, my highest award... Silence, oblivion, tears and healing loneliness. I have only one moment, there is no past and no future, only a moment...All the memories of you should be burned out from my heart...

Out of context

Solar Fields - Confusion Illusion (Remastered) [RED]

Dedicated to you, you were an illusion for me or I am just an illusion of the universe that fades away...

''UNTIL SILENCE'' TARJA TURUNEN (SUBTITULADO AL ESPAÑOL)

One more strike. This would be even funny already, if it did not tear my soul apart...

Schiller feat. Peter Heppner – Dream Of You

I guess it is time for me to fade away... My beloved creatures it was your fate, your tragic fate, even small innocent creatures have it. Your short time ran out. Mine will be over soon too. I'm too tired, light of my soul extinguishes.

Forgive me...

Dream of you meant so much to me...
It was helping me to breathe, to exist, despite all the horror, pain, humiliation, despite of the fact that I lost everything I loved, became a victim, in spite of all the hell, bleeding wound inside of me...
I was imagining you being close to me and the pain was receding...
I saw myself being happy, joyous, free, and my heart was not aching with sorrow, it was full of pure light...
Now it is all over...
Forgive me, forgive me for dreaming of you...
You would never ease my pain and it was never your fault...
Farewell...
Forgive me...

"Every love story is a potential grief story. If not at first, then later. If not for one, then for the other. Sometimes, for both.

"So why do we constantly aspire to love? Because love is the meeting point of truth and magic."
-- Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

My boring hobby 2 (something is rumpled and almost everything I do not like)

 

 

                  

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