AZOOMA LYRICS

1. Preface

2. Chapter I: Self-Inflected

Into the labyrinth of secret path of my destiny
Through nighttime growls for my liberty

Seeking the shiny stars inside the mystic myth on the furious waves of oceans
Staring at the lights of full moon of long nights of November

Shivering because of this unwritten fate which leads me to my past memories
and shouts to remember.
escaping from the falling shades of angels who doomed to hunt down my emotions

The living souls chase every moments of truth in the maze
None can hide his wicked chests of rage

The games of predestination that lays in the hands of immortal gods
The un-ruled pages of my covenant
Burn within the abyss of ages of odds

Why there's always have to be a journey
Why do I have to be a traveler in insanity
Why do I have to seek in dark shades
to feel secure against the savage raids

Why do I have to be stranger in my universe
Why do I have to be ranger of my own place
Why do I have to be shadow of my own voice
To forget the deeds of frustrating noise

escaping from the falling shades of angels who doomed to hunt down my emotions
The living souls chase every moments of truth in the maze
None can hide his wicked chests of rage

another sleepless night, creatures come crawl out to sight
Grabbing the gem inside, chasing me with their hunger for desire

Why do I have to be stranger in my universe
Why do I have to be ranger of my own place
Why do I have to be shadow of my own voice
To forget the deeds of frustrating noise

3. Chapter II: Eridanus Supervoid

Mirrors mirrors on the wall
What can I do about my desire
Do I have to shoot right at my head
To avoid dreaming at nights
Do I have to carve my name on this bullet
To start playing this Russian roulette
How can I leave the realm of mirrors
How can I win game of horrors

Silent screams begin the holy war
In my roars at the other side
Looking for a place to hide
To snatch peace in my eyes
Seeking the sights of fears
To see the normal life for real
How can I leave the realm of mirrors
How can I win game of horrors

In my broken pale face
something gets near from distance
Appears the reflections of my own shade
Tries to grab me into his own tale
How can I breakdown the fortress
While I'm a prisoner of this blaze
Ages ago in his wicked bloodshed
How can I come out from this deep dale

Long times ago,Longer than it seems
In a place perhaps I seen in my dreams
The weird ages of my faded needs
Chasing me with their increasing greeds

This shapeless being of tears
throws out to me his claws
Still spreads his own fears
In his territories of growls

And he's the one who rise and shine
To take the curse and carry on
And all the men who fall are gone
It's him the one who sets all dawns

To steal/ my spirit /and doom /my destiny
unchangeable/ rules/ of his/ insanity
Should I /listen to his vicious/ cries to/ infinity
Should I/ witness this/ massacre for eternity

I need to find source of this sensation
Need to release the screams of this rusted salvation

Gone

Fears
run
escape
tear

To reach the borders of nights
I must chase the last remaining light
Arriving to a deserted cursed room
filled with wanderers roaming strangers of gloom

Attracted by the ultimate power of this castle
All defeated in their ancient savage battles
With spells on their shattered souls
All wait for the corridor to get out
Burn/ the past/ memories/ of your bleeding life
Wait/ for your/ new blaze/ of dawns and rise

4. Chapter III: Encapsulated Delusion

I'm the Lord of these lands of mirrors
I'm the king of your unseen horrors
"Where the full moon lights has no bright"
I'm the one who waits in all dead ends in shadows
I'm the one who stares at you, Man of hollow

I'm your shadow of reflection,
I'm the illustrator of your fears
I'm the desire of destruction,
I'm the creator of your tears
My time has come, To seek this prey of mine
with my ancient unwritten rules, You play last game of your life

You can't hide in sins of crowds
Your blood beats shout so loud

Your illusion of/ getting out of here
Is the delusion / of your own mind
Try to find/ your conscious for real
There's no music of angels/, nor rhymes

My time has come, pray for your divine sign
"I'm vicious voice at your back, I'm the mysterious mirror man"

You/ can't /hide/ in sins of crowds
Your/ blood/ beats /shout so loud
There's/ no heavens,/ nor hell
no/ sound /of/ salvation of bells

All/ attempts / you make/ are gone in void
All/ rusted/ nails/ run in your veins
Lead/ you/ to me/ and choke you more
Bring/ you back/ to me/ is all you gain

You can't beat the king
cause, here I'm everything
You can't seek the lights
In my realms of night times

It's your own encapsulated delusion
Not the inspiration/ of my illusion
Your fate is in my hands
You can hear your last desperate grasps

You/ can't /hide/ in sins of crowds
Your/ blood/ beats /shout so loud

I'm your shadow of reflection,
I'm the illustrator of your fears
I'm the desire of destruction,
I'm the creator of your tears
My time has come, To seek this prey of mine
with my ancient unwritten rules, You play last game of your life

5. Chapter IV: Gyrocompass

[clean vocal]
"hen the last remaining light turn to eternal darkness
When the sun and stars fall in the deepest abyss of hell"
"When the dark hours of the longest night of winter come
When the thrones of bitter power turn to ashes and dust
When the night over cast and I walk through dusk
When the corpses of my preys have been seen by your inner eyes"

[Part 1]

"You can hear the infernal cries of your demon
You can realize the horrifying reason
That I have laid deep inside you since your first breath
that you are the ghost of your reflections in mirrors"

[Part 2]

"That you are the blood through the veins of this beast
That you are the lord of bloody sunsets in west and rises in east
You're the curse who brings fears
to these creatures of tears
You're the king of the throne of thorns
You're the father of these undead souls and made them torn"

[Part 3]

"You walk through the alley of doom
but you can't reach the end of gloom

you're the unborn child of my legacy
you're the proof of this bitter prophecy"

games of predestination that lays
in the hands of immortal gods

The un-ruled pages of my covenant
Burn within abyss of ages of odds

the seven deadly sins
are my gifts to your boring life
the rise of my child has been written
in the monuments of heavens on the earth
angels buried the gates of my world
in the graves of holy men

it is rotten at the core
you fell in my growing hole
listen to your victims roars
feel the joys in your growls

the seven deadly sins
are my gifts to your boring life
the rise of my child has been written
in the monuments of heavens on the earth
angels buried the gates of my world
in the graves of holy men

Do you think you can chase the sacred souls
Do you think they exist in this ground of fouls
all the angels are defeated in these lands
all the purity has gone in my rotten hands

Don't be afraid of me my unholy child of sanity
You're just like me, Just wait for your dawns of fatality
We all are the same just face the truth of your reality
release your hunger and show your desire for brutality

This is not the castle for keeping out the evils
But this is the labyrinth for keeping the devils

"When the dark hours of the longest night of winter come
When the thrones of power turn to ashes and dust
When the night over cast and I walk through dusk
When the corpses of my preys have been seen by your inner eyes''

And I'm the one who rise and shine
To get the curse and carry on
And all the men who fall are gone
It's me the one who sets all dawns

6. Appendix

AZOOMA LYRICS