Mystic Frost: Ripchord Moksha (lyrics)

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All songs written and composed by Amod Dange. Performed by Mystic Frost. Copyright 1998 Amod Dange

Innerfaceback home tired in the evening

and i look into the mirrordoes he look to me like my own self does he look more like a strangerdeep into the abyssof the mind i'm fallingvoices whispering inside methey're calling my name

lost within myself i'm trying to look insideto find my innerface

to see what i look likei'm lost

trying hard to understandthat man who looks like mehe says hey what you doingwho you trying to be

deep into the abyssof the mind i'm fallingvoices whispering inside me

they're calling my namelost within myself i'm trying to look insideto find my innerfaceto see what i look likei'm lost

a misty vision of a placekeeps coming back to mewhere no man ever has a face

where only souls can bewandering eternallyon through the desert mindstill trying hard to findthe real me




Neutralizedas i burrow through these heaps of paperi fail to see a meaninglazy suspended feelingengulfs my tired bodyscribblings on blue sheets controlmy animated motionevery drop of ink injectscorrosion in my braincraving for abstractionin patterned predictable webas pungent thoughts pulverizethe stifled intellectimagination's vacuumized systems overdose

emotions subjugated disgustipated soulbattered subdued spasticizedblinded bored and numbthese empty mugs of coffee starein mute indifferent witnessanother wasted day




Hollow in my head

toying with the body playing with the mindlooking for something i know i'll never findscrew me unglue me i need something to fight fori see no horizon i'm blinded by the light

hollow in my head following each bendhollow in my head shallowed and disgraced again

stood right beneath the tree of happinessbut i wonder why the smile ran away from my facelit the bonfire dancing round the dreamssitting on the branches i chopped down the tree

hollow in my head swallowing dead endshollow in my head shallowed and disgraced again

hollow in my head hollow in my headhollow in my head hollow in my head

following each bend swallowing dead endswallowing in my bed shallowed and disgraced again




Nightmaredeep in sleep it seemed that time had frozenlife and death they seemed to be so close

walking through the forest i hopedthat the rain would ceasetired and hungry seeing the vultures having a moonlit feastsomewhere in the distance i could hear the screeching owlshow their eyes would shine i'd feel a chill go down my spine

shivering and frightened i was walking in the nighti'd lost my way the road was out of sight

suddenly the bushes moved i thought i heard a snarl

my deepest fears whispered to me this was the devil's callfelt a great big lump of lead form right behind my chestmy hand slid back and found the dagger slinging from my waist

i pounced on him with bloodshot eyesand flashed the blade with all my mightall at once lightning struck i stood there in the lightit was my own shadow that i was trying to fight

i lay awake upon my bed and i looked out the windowthe sun was just above the lush green

velvet of the meadowi felt i had the strength to meet all challenges i'd seenif you've ever seen the sun riseyou'll know just what i mean




Cruel kindclean shaven face close cropped hairprim and proper clothes he wearsperfect example of the gentle kindonly rapes his wife at night

mean what you say say what you meandon't judge a book by the cover you've seenwho says you ain't kind you're the cruel kindgot a prayer on your lips epitaph in your mind

please them with the sweetest liesstrangled shut that inner voicecrucify who speaks the truth

hail jack the ripper in a three piece suitmean what you say say what you meandon't judge a book by the cover you've seenwho says you ain't kind you're the cruel kindgot a prayer on your lips epitaph in your mind

definition of decency intellectual impotencyreaping the emoluments of criminal hypocrisy

everyday a million babies join the human race

you put them in a mould and beat themtill they fit in placecivilization has become a world of humanoidswhere children don't have freedomand men don't have a face




Golden cageonce upon a time there lived a boywho kept a blue bird for a toythe little bird got love it laywell fed protected in a golden cage

they grew together boy and bird as wellgrew restless with each passing night and dayhe was a man now and he wasn't scaredto go away from home and find his way himself

as years went by and seasons changedthe blue bird still lived in his cagethe nights were cold and the days were hot

time had flown but he had notdream to fly into the deep blue skyoh will you ever let me tryride the wind and soar so highfree to fly and say good bye

and then one day a man well built well dressedcame home to lay his old man's soul to resthe saw an old blue bird inside a cageand tears just started rolling down his face

his heart was filled with deep remorsehe'd never been so ashamedhe broke the cage and freed the birdhe knew just what freedom meant

dream to fly into the deep blue skyoh will you ever let me tryride the wind and soar so highfree to fly and say good bye

stuttering staggering in painhe flapped his weakened wings in vainlay motionless upon the groundtoo late to fly he died without a sound




Psalm of strifeis this the end or just beginning

or the beginning of the endarmageddon is in the offingnow faith is all we've got to defend

the water's to the neck and risingthe walls are closing in on meain't gonna give up ain't gonna say nowe're going as far as we can go

lady luck was whipping me i'd lost count of the lashesbreathing determination that's born out of the ashes

thinking that i'm sinking downbut hanging on somehowtill the man in me was crushed beneaththe burden of the pain

it tore me apart drove me insaneinside my head there raged a warthe beast that's living inside of meis gonna fight this battle for me now

if you believe a day will dawn

when everyone will sing a songthat will win over all the sorrowhappiness for which we longthe hope lives for tomorrow

is there an end is there beginningor no beginning and no end




Escape from realitywhen was the last time you put a gun against your headwhen was the last time you wished that you were deadstanding upon the ledge you said you're gonna leapbut you'd made promises to yourself that you had to keep

the dream is over the naked truth is what you seeno tomorrow no escape from reality

when was the last time that you were crucifiedno one believed you when you said that you had triedwhen was the last time they said that you can't do itdo you remember that you kicked around to prove it


caught in the quicksand braced on the brinkthe harder you try the deeper you sinkopen your eyes stop swinging and thinkin one moment you'll find the one missing link





My time has comeeach day grows old and turns to nightand when the sun goes down you seethat nothing lasts for ever moreand none will ever cease to be

movies from a life gone by still flash before my eyesand all the thrills have come and gonewith reasons out of sight

my time has come my time has comemy time has come at lastsoon i will be a slab of stone that's buried in the past

the slaves of time keep working hard trying to make ends meetthrough all the changing seasons through rain and snowand heat

will they ever get to know just what they're going to beflowing with the river of life into the great sea

my time has come my time has comemy time has come at lastsoon i will be a slab of stone that's buried in the past

look hard at this screaming worldheck i just don't belong herei just want to break the domeand see what lies beyond yeahlife's a strange illusion the greatest of them allstill people will keep fighting men will rise and fall

my time has come my time has comeits time to throw the maskinto the arms of eternity and seek the truth at last




Monkey in the wellstuck in a jam live in a holefamiliarity taking its tollgrass ain't green across the river but i'vegrazed this side now gotta cross over

ooh oh ooh oh now ain't it funi just feel like aooh oh ooh oh now ain't it funi just feel like amonkey in the well clinging by the nailsjumping in the air sliding down again

frustration a way of life

forces you to flex the mindelastic like a catapultstretch it far and watch it shoot

ooh oh ooh oh now ain't it funi just feel like aooh oh ooh oh now ain't it funi just feel like amonkey in the well clinging by the nailsjumping in the air sliding down againmonkey in the well clinging by the nails

jumping in the air




Learning to believewhen i was in seventh gradethey taught me laws of gravityi said who's this newton sirand why should we believe him

teacher said get one thing straightthere've been wise men beforenow you'd better learn to believeor you won't learn no more

learning to believe believing to learnwhat do you do with the questions you churnpenetrate the smoke screen perception's the word

its hard not to pray but i won't take my turnwhen i grew up to be a mani met a brown eyed girlwho said i don't believe in anythingjust believe in loveso we tried to be togetheri don't know what went wrongnow our love is just a memoryjust another song

learning to believe believing to learnwhat do you do with the questions you churnpenetrate the smoke screenperception's the wordits hard not to pray but i won't take my turn

i see people stoned on religionthe unfailing shoulder to crythey ask me so who do you believe ini still say me myself and isearching since countless millennia

we're traveling deeper insidein each birth to think is to fly onreincarnate and then we die

learning to believe believing to learnwhat do you do with the questions you churnpenetrate the smoke screenperception's the wordits hard not to pray but i won't take my turn




Homethere was a time when i sat by the seaman i never thought what i wanna be i was

all of the stories that i was toldby the people i thought that werejust getting older with them

when i woke with the morning breezei saw a ship sail across the seasand i could believe all the things that they saidand there was a dream inside my head

the dream came true but the truth's still a dream

the distant horizon was not what it seemedi still hear the voices and i see the facewhat's with the childhood i'm trying to trace again

now the storytellers are all but deadand i need a story to get into bedi need a story i can call my owni need to feel what they call home




Brain deadi'm so dumb i'm just gazing from the windowi'm so numb i can't retread my heart no more

cars are crashing in my headi've been smashing things for daysand i don't know where i've beeni can't remember anything

cos i'm brain dead brain dead

i'm accused but my true feelings don't showso diffused expression just can't get through

rationality is crushedlogic is just one big fuzzand i never understandhow it gets out of hand

i'm brain dead brain dead

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