dischordia - the curator كلمات الأغنية
a cold reflection
its searing gaze forms a bold selection
this metal cage is a living museum
haunting optics tell a story
delusions grow and cloud my mind
a fleeting figure controlling our fortune through sp_ce and time
staring in the mirror i see all but me
another piece in its collection
framed within a world unknown
trapped between your final seconds
no escape, recourse, or rescue
is there a lesson? a final word?
wantless reasons with screams unheard
ascending to his death
he knows what is to come
a cry for help in a vicious cycle
desperate pleas done only in vain
fueled by fear
breathing in, before it’s too late
awaken despair
breathing out, accepting his fate
in an instant it’s gone
vanished, no trace
a sign of hope in a wicked samsara
no relief or change
its absence means more victims
the shattered image of my deadly reflection
approaching the end, beginning again
all is revealed by the curator
reliving the past through shattering glass
all is revealed by the curator
all are controlled, disposed
all is revealed and known by the curator
this hall of mirrors, my gruesome gallery
i am the curator
i will control all known
unrestricted by time, a limitless power
i am the curator
i will consume all life
fear not the end, for i am above
i am the curator
i will become all death
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