LIEVEIL LYRICS

1. Intro

2. Instigator

Come on over!
I will give you live in the clover.
Living in high definition
will be fruit of your ambition

Ready, steady, go!!!
The race starts.
Trip up the retards!
Elbow the losers!
Fight to be the chooser!

It’s not an illusion.
You can win the prize.
But all that you’ll gain in the long run
will shorten your life.

Shorten your life.

Brace yourself up!
End is near, no surrender!
Trophy is almost at your hand now.
You can get it and you know how.
Make a push to
(Break the records!)

Trip up the retards!
Elbow the losers!
Fight to be the chooser!

You'll pass the line of final on your knees.
Exhausted and raving.
Covered up in bruises beg for sleep.
Is this what you craving?

[Solo]

I’m fuckin’ illusionist.
I’m ruler of time.
I’m blue print of world domination.
You’re already mine.

3. Crowned Pawn

Staring in the grinning face of defeat.
Advancing through the chess board square by square.
Forced by phantom hand, pawns follow the lead.
March assembled just to end in the fire.

Devotion
decidedly resides from
unequal struggle with fear.
But vows has been written.
Retreat is forbidden.
And Death surely follows defiance.

So stand your ground!

Crown and so it’s burden is not for the fools.
Not for those who want to keep all the pieces.
The King is always holding his eyes on the prize.
When the mind is on fire as rule the heart is in ice.

Fool, follow the lead!!!

In every kingdom the King is attendant
under reign of the course of interests.
And at the end of the game once important
all the figures lay back into the chest.

Crowned pawn!
The King is only a crowned pawn!
Crowned pawn!
The King is pawn with crown!

4. Paltry Man

Fool in your eyes.
No more I can see.
А poor reflection –
substitute of me.
I’ll share the indifference of my heart.

Better believe me,
you can’t deceive me.
Words are futile veil of thoughts and yet
I’ll watch your show with no regrets

Hey!!!
Now…
What else do you want from me?
I am the one who will burn
caught up in the flames.
Come now!!!
Build the stake, and set ablaze!
I will incinerate myself.
Just to entertain.

I know that paltry man I am.
Long time ago I stop to give a fuckin’ damn.
The smile on my face with offence you can’t erase.
I still ignore your insolence in simple phrase.
I enjoy the surprise within your eyes.

So what’s your point?
I try to figure out your game.
You see that you and I
we’re all the same.
And I still claim that I have told the truth.
I see the same paltry man in you.

[Solo]

Hey!!!
Now…
What else do you want from me?
I am the one who will burn
caught up in the flames.
Come now!!!
Build the stake, and set ablaze!
I will incinerate myself.
Just to entertain.

5. A.D.H.D.

I was gazing at reflections
when timid feeling start to surge.
I turn and burn the bridge behind me .
From deep inside new me emerge...

This is what I can’t stand.
and I can’t understand.
Why they think, that I can be their attendant?
Always see what they see!
Only follow!
They take my dreams away
and gave me pills to swallow.

“You’re not listening!
Pay attention!
Stop disclosing your potential!
Never ignore or
worse - provoke us!
We will show you
what to focus on.”

ADHD, fellows,
I won’t cheat the gallows!
Imagination is a sin.

Now the heart is hollow
and the thoughts are shallow.
When basic instincts take control.

Disillusion…
They call me whistleblower.
And I am lower in their world sublime!
The lie is unraveled
as simple truth is discovered.
For I am sentenced,
but they are committing the crime!

This is what I’ve become!
I use to be calm.
Now my hatred is like burning napalm.
Raging deep inside,
encroach at me like
fuse that charge ignites
my Dark comes to light.

“You’re not listening!
Pay attention!
Stop disclosing your potential!
Never ignore or
worse - provoke us!
We will show you
what to focus on.”

ADHD, fellows,
I am sure what follows.
ADHD - Follow
soul swaying on the gallows.

I won’t cheat gallows my heart is hollow.
I won’t cheat gallows my thoughts are shallow.
I won’t cheat gallows my heart is hollow.
I won’t cheat gallows my thoughts are shallow.

6. The One

I’ am the one who speaks.
Voice of man now is silent.
Loosing reason riddle, rhythm
of inner you
I am the one who’ll break
stalemate state of silence.
Offer me your hand and than let me be free!

Caught in a trap of emotions
forever damned to receive.
Filled with confusions you jump to conclusions,
But the only true answer is Me.

Meaning of my name
driving you insane.
No mater what you speak.
It is I who will say!

I am the one demanding
through man and his wishes.
I’m inner sense of innocence
when you should feel guilt.

I am the one who throw you in a
cycle so vicious,
that you cannot ever escape from
centripetal force.

The voices made me do it.
Duet of doubt and debt.
No mater what I do
it is you who’ll regret!!!

Speaking of myself
being King of You.
It’s pleasure to admit,
that this is a dream come true.

Caught in a trap of emotions
forever damned to receive.
Filled with confusions you jump to conclusions,
but the only true answer is me.

You question the answer.
I answer the question.
The end!

7. Shopping Therapy

Crawling down, like sniffing hounds.
Strolling through the cities...
Compulsive shoppers storm the malls
with urge to get a treatment.

Stage one!
I hate what I’ve become.
I have such a low self-esteem.
Feel so run out of steam.
Than, in the second phase
I grab my purse in haste
and rush into the store.
Of course to buy some more.

Sell me a lie or I’ll die today.
Help!!!
Sell me a lie or I’ll die today.
Help!!!
Make me pay!

Shopping therapy!
Shocking therapy!

Step three!
My purchase set me free.
The cashier smiles at me.
I use my credit card.
Commercial work of art.
I don’t have cash but yet
fall into a gruesome debt for years.
That’s how I am able to buy all
following the fable,
that tailor makes the man.
Then fourth play makes me sane
and I’ve been screwed again

Just put your head inside the bag
and fear will go away!!!

Sell me a lie or I’ll die today.
Help!!!
Sell me a lie or I’ll die today.
Help!!!
Make me pay!

Shopping therapy!
Shocking therapy!

8. A Point Of View

The day before or yesterday,
I can’t remember I must say,
my stroll led me astray.

I found myself in the strangest place.
No shadows, in the sand no traces,
but every voice had a face.

Hallo my friend!
Long time no see.
So tell me
how you spend your days, and how you sleep?

Did dreams come true?
Is your conscience clear?
And did the hope inside you overcome the fears?

The day before or yesterday.
In strangest place that had no name
the faces met a man.

They have asked him things that he must know,
but answers came not from below,
cause questions came above.

Old fellows, of mine!
Am I not right
to snatch the reins and take decisions in my life?

What is your word?
What’s your advice?
What must I do to never be compromised?

There is no place in the real world of our existence
Where one can ask for Truth and get Her in advice.
Sometimes salvation we obtain we think,
but turn our head and than look again
Light in the end of tunnel is actually a train.

[Solo]

I felt so calm amidst the throng,
amidst the voices and their song.
Their presents made me strong.

I found a powerful ally.
A guidance that can rely
when I distinguish lies.

But when I asked them for advice
the faces put their masks of ice
and voices silently cried.

Sometimes we’re wrong!
Sometimes we’re right
Sometimes we’re lost no matter following our guide.

Whenever choose
depend on yourself!
Cause truth is different from a different point of view.

It is a point of you!

9. Torpid

Torpid man hit the ground.
The soil is starting to dissolve him.
He paid the toll.
Before the fall he thought he controls his destiny,
but in the end this thinking led to catastrophe.

He spends all his life pursuing success.
Being on the top was his yearning desire.
In the embrace of Earth and her gentle caress
pointless fragile shell of his is lying expired.

Uncloak your disguise!
Just do what you feel!
‘cause you see, if you want to do somebody good
you first must be real.

Look straight to the skies!
Live through what you’ll see!
‘cause you know, if you want to make something real
you first must be free.

Sometimes chance is slipping away.
Sitting overawed we whine for price we have to pay
after vain attempt to seize the day.
Madness takes control and
we have to face colossal fear.

[Solo]

Fear that grabs you by the throat and give you answer.
To a question you prefer to evade.

“As the body is rotten
Eaten bread is soon forgotten.
But no evil can be shorter
than a life.”

Torpid man hit the ground.
The soil is starting to dissolve him.
He paid the toll.
Before the fall he thought he controls his destiny,
but in the end this thinking led to catastrophe.

He spends all his life pursuing success.
Being on the top was his yearning desire.
In the embrace of Earth and her gentle caress
pointless fragile shell of his is lying expired.

Uncloak your disguise!
Just do what you feel!
‘cause you see, if you want to hide something deep
You first have to dig.
Rush in to your self and
dethrone what you fear!
‘cause you know

“As the body is rotten
Eaten bread is soon forgotten.
But no evil can be shorter
than a life.”

10. Horo Raised

Now we invite you all on a show so called
the Friday night of our souls.
So get prepared to put the end,
my friends, of the workweek masquerade.

Leave all false luster on the floor and
join the core of our exulted horde.
Rest assured this circle dance’ll remove
the horror’s lance from our souls.

Let’s raise the dead
and lead the Horo dance.
Horo dance - Pure romance.
Join us in the Horo dance.
Horo dance - Pure romance.

They say the chain is as strong
as its weakest link is.
And it’s so wicked don’t you think?
Don’t have a doubt ‘cause when we start, of course
we will make it to the end.

Spirits not all liquid flow.
Bottoms up! And off we go!
Battle for our inner sanctum
we will win not foe disrupters.
Make a laughing-stock of fear in you.
Unity’ll make it disappear.

Let’s raise the dead
And lead the Horo dance.
Horo dance - Pure romance
Join us in the Horo dance
Horo dance - Pure romance

Let us spin the ring!
Problems seem to be forgotten.
Horo will set us free.
This is all we need
Now...

[Solo]

Give me your hands to put the shackles back.
Pack the freedom, end the joy!
The work, the week, the worse the whip
awaits us in the coming days.

Flow of spirits, to and fro.
Battle is won. And off we go.
Desperation won’t inflict us damage.
Fight or “Vae victis!”

We will
live trough
hell and
come back here
to participate

11. Terror Eyes

[Bonus Track]

То and fro
The fear spreads to confuse us all.
Thin senseless shadows
step across the silent groan of Death.

Hatred is their mourning star,
their guiding light.
The oppressed ignite the spark
in which flames the old empires will
burn and die.

We’re the ones who burn.
We’re the cannon fodder.
We’re the ones who suffer
from this new world disorder.

Stare into terror eyes!







LIEVEIL LYRICS