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Lantlôs - Neon cover art


TypeStudio Full-length
GenresBlack Metal
LabelsProphecy Productions
Album rating :  83.9 / 100
Votes :  7
Lyrics > L > Lantlôs Lyrics (10) >

Neon Lyrics

Submitted by level Zyklus (2011-10-04)
1. Minusmensch (7:49)
The grey wind covered the last windows with dust
Where are all the souls?
buried and expelled
degenerated to ghostlike shells

You can see the behind weak backs
Bended, their face buried in their hands,
corroded by poison, paralyzed by ether
Fading Figures.

Where is all the yearning in their leaden faces?
They hunted it down and killed it
Drowned in wine and estranged via syringes
set into whores and paid with cold.

Disembodied, gasping, I tumbled
In the flush of a thousand cold lights,
through this night of neon,
That I'll never belong to-
2. These Nights Were Ours (4:41)
I learned how it is to feel alive
In dim chambers
A wet body, closeness
Warm thighs, tousled hair
Loving hands,
Caring words.
Our footsteps in the snow

I know how it is to feel alive

Hollow wishes
concrete souls.
Sensation o luminescence
artificial and cold

The empty shining
is my light.
The cold air in my lungs
is my dirty warmth.

Someone is the scape.
You were mine.
3. Pulse/Surreal (8:21)
Siren of souls
howling and piercing the night.
These are the streets,
clinic fingertips.
Sex and Violence.

A naked soul,
Smashed apart.
Yearning, searching, longing.
There are the street,
I call my home.

A light pressure,
reality dissolves,
I am shattered
light, streams, energy
My ground is shifting
A mosaic of senses.

Matter is running through my fingers,
time is laughing at me.
This is the world.
Pulse. Surreal.
4. Neige de Mars (5:01)
Un ciel linide
Sans lequel je déambule
Et hotte comme un fantôme
Entre les visages de marbre
et les carapons vides;
Ma preption de ka réalité
une vision altérée de somnambule.

Il fait froid,
la neige malvenue tombe
en de paritoules impalpables.
Elle vieur mourir sur mes vêtements
comme sur une peau une.
Autour de moi tout n'est que noir et blanc.

Je tourbillomme autour de mon axe
et j'ai peur de m'arrétes
Rialisant la distance qui nous sépare.

Tout me parait si lointain,
Ceci n'est pas ma vie mais le film de ma vie.
Cette sensation m'échappe.
Est ce juste un seutiment,
la réalite ne serait-elle pas ce sentiment?

Alors, qui suis-je?
qui es tu,
et on sommes nous?
5. Coma (6:07)
Conscious coma.
Life is grey visions,
barely perceptible.

Waiting for dissolution
clinic exitus.
Physical decay.

Like a thousand crystals
running through my veins
the poison benumbs.

On the toilet floor I lie.
Reduced to filth and stench.
Home. Warmth. Life.

Seconds separate me from the outer world.
Conscious coma.
My delightful decay.
6. Neon (7:42)
Alles ist unklar und zieht an mir vorbei
Ich kann nichts erfassen und weiß nicht, ob ich das noch möchte
Morgens, wenn die Sonne scheint, fühle ich mich als wär's der tiefste Winter
Dann verläuft sich alles, weiß nicht, Orientierungslosigkeit, weiß du?
Es ist ein langsames Dahinsiechen
Von deutlich zu schwach, von wach zu schläfrig
Ich fühle mich wie eine Leiche oder wie ein Stück Fleisch als hätte ich keine Gefühle....
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