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Pit Of Consciousness - Jinjer

Pit Of Consciousness

Jinjer


Lyrics:
I keep on losing the keys
From reality
And now I'm passing on the wheel
To insanity.
In a secluded corner
Waiting for my time to come
Waiting for the bedlam
To be pacified

I am climbing hand over fist
And I scratch concrete
Shine in the end my mistake
It's not there
The air is terribly heavy here
It settles inside
And I suffer burn after burn
From the dark. Burn

In a pit of consciousness
Skull is bleeding
So I feel there was someone else
Before me.
Eyes are changing colors
A stranger knocks on my mind
I became a foreigner
To myself!
Myself!

Stillness stuns. Wish I'd run
Creeped away to the light
In my head someone else
Setting snares
For my soul

In the darkest place
What was once named consciousness
I'm a miniature
I'm a sketch forfeiting outlines

Irrelevant entity to sanity
A hive for nonsense
For multiple selves
Resonating, but never compromising

Stillness stuns. Wish I'd run
Creeped away to the light
In my head someone else
Setting snares
For my soul
For my soul

Waiting for my mind to be pacified
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Letra:
Sigo perdiendo las llaves
De la realidad
Y ahora paso en el volante
A la locura.
En un rincón apartado
Esperando que llegue mi hora
Esperando el caos
Ser pacificado

Estoy trepando con la mano sobre el puño
Y rasco cemento
Brilla al final mi error
No está ahí
El aire es terriblemente pesado aquí
Se instala en el interior
Y sufro quemadura tras quemadura
De la oscuridad. Arde.

En un pozo de conciencia
El cráneo está sangrando
Entonces siento que hubo alguien mas
Antes de mí.
Los ojos cambian de color
Un extraño golpea mi mente
Me convertí en extranjero
¡Para mí mismo!
¡Para mí mismo!

La quietud aturde. Desearía correr
Arrastrándome hacia la luz
En mi cabeza alguien mas
Colocando trampas
Por mi alma

En el lugar mas oscuro
Lo que una vez se llamó conciencia
Soy una miniatura
Soy un boceto que pierde los contornos

Entidad irrelevante para la cordura
Una colmena de tonterías
Para múltiples yoes
Resonante, pero nunca comprometido

La quietud aturde. Desearía correr
Arrastrándose hacia la luz
En mi cabeza alguien mas
Colocando trampas
Para mi alma
Para mi alma

Esperando que mi mente se tranquilice
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