Imaginarium

by Dancing Deadlips

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G M Slater Dark free-flowing images from the deepest recesses of the mind. Dancing Deadlips creates some of the most evocative and dreamlike experimental genre-blending soundscapes I have heard in years, and this is no exception. If you loved Song Of The Flight, this is a must-have addition to your collection.
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unsigned - independent - dancing-deadlips.deviantart.com

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released July 20, 2014

Dancing Deadlips - vocals, lyrics, artworks, recording, mixing, production and everything else
Jack Burn - guest musician, drone experiments

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Track Name: Imaginarium
lies

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all is
all is
all is over
because all is
all is
all is in your stone-dead thought
all is in your stone dead
all is in your stone-dead thought

it's your lies, lies, lies

in your stone
dead
lies
in your stone-dead
in your stone
dead
lies
in your stone-dead
in your stone dead

it's your lies, lies, lies

lies
lies
lies
lies
lies

all is
all is
all is

all is in your stone-dead thought
all lies in your stone-dead thought
in your stone-dead
stone dead


ostatnia matnia miecza
ostatnia matnia miecza
zwęglone imaginarium przeznaczenia
rozpocznij marsz
w stronę spalonego imperium
który zawsze przychodzi za późno
które zawsze przychodzi za późno
o resztki milisekund
nim zdążą policzyć
do siedmiu łusek Boga
spójrz
spójrz
ostatnia odsłona mistyfikacji
w zbyt wielu krótkich aktach
nieszczęścia polujące hordami

all lies in your stone-dead thought
all lies in your stone dead
all lies in your stone-dead thought
in your stone-dead thought

all lies

all lies in your stone-dead thought

więźniowie bez powodu
więźniowie bez powodu
co nie dają się kochać myślami
co przeczą sobie i świetokradzą słuszne twarze
więźniowie bez powodu
co nie dają się kochać myślami
co przeczą sobie i świętokradzą słuszne twarze

all is
all lies
all is

in your stone dead
in your
in your stone-dead thought
in your
in your stone dead

in your stone-dead thought
full of headless corpses of your soul

all lies in your
stone

dead

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Translation of the Polish verses:

the last snare of the sword
the last snare of the sword
destiny's imaginarium charred
begin the march
towards the burnt empire
which always comes too late
which always comes too late
the remnants of milliseconds
before they will manage to count
to seven scales of god
look
look
the final cut of the hoax
in too many short acts
misfortune hunting in hordes

prisoners without a reason
prisoners without a reason
who don't let themselves to be loved by thoughts
denying themselves and sacrileging right faces
prisoners without a reason
who don't let themselves to be loved by thoughts
denying themselves and sacrileging right faces