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Hausgeist

by My Cold Embrace

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1.
Bloodwritten 02:59
Could you ever imagine that I've bled just like you? That I did not walk away with a smile but with fainting shine of self-hate? Have you ever tried to see my point before putting me on death's list? Of course not, because for you I just got in line with all those traitors that ripped you apart. I never planned on traiting. I never thought of leaving. But I was caught, and be assured that my hunter would have killed you, too. I won't ever say that I saved you. I only denied you another face of bliss. Bloodwritten. Blood-writ-ten. Bloodwritten. I was there, a second longer than I thought, and I just wanted you to know: It was the most precious moment I have ever felt. I cut my own heart in two, pinning the half I gave to you on the cellar walls. Together with your picture I don't dare looking at. 'Cause I'm sure it would break me. There is no sense in denying that you blame me. Picture yourself shedding tears for no reason, and then escape the sense. There is no sense! I wish that I'd never met you. I wish that I'd never hurt you.Be assured... this dying heart whispers your name when ever it catches breath. Be assured... this died heart did not found peace - not even in death.
2.
More Or Less 03:00
When you believe that there is nothing to destroy, you your mind becomes immortal for more than a standard blink. You will walk through walls. But when you are pushing all the way forward, to get away from what proves your vulnerabilty, you will juts be stopped. The head immured ins tones, the blood cools down to zero, more or less. With your mind up in skies, the soul becomes a supernova. Dragged down to earth and torn apart to spread all over what defines us. We are in danger, my dear. We are in danger my dear - more or less... This long thin line is the easiest way forward, to get away from what proves your vulnerabilty, you will juts be stopped. The head immured ins tones, the blood cools down to zero, more or less. It's our turn to stand still and wait, to watch our bodies set in motion.Doing severe things, false and blessed. Speaking severe words, more or less. You will just bestopped, head immured in stones. Harmony does not equal harmony, yet utters to melt with the long-lived dream. We are in danger, we are in danger, my dear. Our love cools down to zero, more or less.
3.
The art of our time is to create demands out of nothing. To teach them how to chew and consume. The key is fear of what could be missed, lost, forgot. To be an outsider, to be ignored. We wake. We ilke, we take, no matter the cost, just to feed our needs. Fueled by your breed. For your ideals. We wait. We lay, we wait for the machine to take over control. For the fire to burn us down. We lay down our defense, taken away and brought to the nothing. You took us here, but we are not here to talk. We came for stealin' stones and breakin' bones. We hate. We fight, we break, no matter the cost, just to feed our revenge. Fueled by your deeds. For your demise. You raped. You killed, you claimed to act in the name of an almighty god. But your fire will burn you down. Marked a public enemy, erasing democracy, in for the kill, so merciless. Tell us who you want to be. We are not the enemy. We'll create another way. Life is a prison, built out of bones, meant to forget. But we will not forget. Life is a fuckin' casket in which they try to trap your visions and dreams. But we will not forget. Eaten up by jealousy you forgot your loyalty, driven by the need for more. You are living heresy against all humanity. We create a better way. You built a prison made out of bones, meant to forget. But we will not forget. Life is a fuckin' casket in which they tied to trap your visions and dreams. But we will not forget. The art of our time is to create demands out of nothing. To teach them how to chew and consume. We need to learn how to refuse swallowing and how to question everything. It is time for us. We will escape the isolated society.
4.
Apollo 04:10
The best of all i've known lies still in front of me. Prophecies I have to fulfill. The temple built for sake, the pain that followed and everything that keeps on breathing. I am not a part! I'm not a part of your war machine! I was torn apart, was tom apart by your evil scheme! You question all I've known, praise truth with false words. A tendency of letting go. Seeds planted at their thrones, parasites growing. The mastermind of stealing souls. I am not a part! I'm not a part of your war machine! I was torn apart, was torn apart by your evil scheme! Leading to failure and system collapse. Born as feeding for the rats. Hearing your say that nothing's sacred! Hearing your say that nothing's sacred! Nothing's sacred. Nothing s sacred. I am not a part! I'm not a part of your war machine! I was torn apart, was torn apart by your evil scheme! I am not a part! I'm not a part of your war machine! I was torn apart, was torn apart by your history! The best of all I've known lays still in front of me. Prophecies i have fulfilled. A ruin laid to rest, a peaceful haven, where dreams and tides just keep on living.
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6.
Hausgeister 02:52
...dsl sehcsitsuka tsi kisum Kennst du das, wenn du mit leeren Händen nach dem Leben greifst und alles, was du zu fassen kriegst, gehört nicht mehr dir? Kennst du das, wenn dein inneres Auge, blind vor Chaos, zwinkert und du den Faden verlierst? Ich nab dieses gesicht noch nie zuvor gesehen. Ich habe diesen Körper noch nie zuvor berührt. Ich hab bei allem was ich weiß keine Fehler entdeckt. Wie kannst du auch, ich habe sie gut vor dir versteckt. Du bist nur ein Teil dieser weit, gefangen zwischen Herz, Verstand und Hirn. Woher bist du plötzlich aufgetaucht? Ich kann mein Gedächtnis nicht entwirren. Wir sind alle Teil dieser Welt, gefangen zwischen Herz, Verstand und Hirn. Woher stammt das Blut an meiner Hand? Ich kann mein Gedächtnis nicht entzerren. Ich hab diesen Menschen nicht von dieser Weit getilgt. Ich hab es genossen ihren Todestag zu sehen. Ich hab gestern abend noch die Geister sprechen hören. Ich versteh schon längst nicht mehr, was in mir drin passiert. Kennst du das, jeden morgen woanders aufzustehen? Hast du je versucht dein ganzes Leben zu verstehen? Kennst du das, wenn tief in dir ein Tier um Freiheit schreit? Hast du angst, bist du schon für dein wahres Ich bereit? Lasst mich frei...
7.
A story, fabulous, told by the slaves of the human mind. Absence of glory, bound to the track of this genocide- Running in circles, followed by thoughts that were all so true. Believing in miracles, smile on their face while cutting the noose. The silence will make itself heard and we will spread their disease. Infecting people with sorrow, with everything that's been ignored. The corpses are dancing upon the graves of the men in charge. Soul's flying free to the morning light. Prosthetic living of those who are still laid in chains. Insomniac's searching, hunt for the ghost of out suicide. Color my mind and follow behind. Feed up my dreams and my will to die. Color my mind and follow behind. Feed up my dreams and my will to die. Somebody told me a story of freedom and jealousy. Left me with questions, rotting away to the morning sky. I'm gonna open the hole. I'm gonna break through the door. Back against the wall, daring to fall. Releasing my soul for the flight.
8.
Strap onto me the mask of guilt. I'm here for you to throw your stones and lighten your souls of everything you've wronged. Nail me to your cross so you can spit on me, step on me. I was born to be your puppet of release. Paint onto me the pain you've caused. Colour me all in black and darkest red. I will carry the weight of the world on my shoulders. Spit on me, step on me! Carve my silhouette into the walls. Gouge my failures around my head. First, second, third, fourth... Hammer all these mistakes through my temples. Brand my skin with all the things you've done. Nail me to your cross so you can spit on me, step on me. Strap onto me the mask of guilt. I'm here for you to throw your stones and lighten your souls of everything you've wronged. Nail me to your cross so you can spit on me, step on me. Hammer all these mistakes through my temples. Brand my skin with all the things you've done. Nail me to your cross so you can spit on me, step on me.And you know what? I do not care about what you think and do to me. About what you talk and spit on me. I do not care! Hammer all these mistakes through my temples. Brand my skin with all the things you've done. Nail me to your cross so you can spit on me, step on me. I can face every single mirror without a tear I do not care! I can face every single mirror without a tear I do not care!
9.
Ich schließe meine Augen und sehe sie vor mir: Die lange grüne Meile - bald gehe ich auf dir. Der weg ins Ungewisse und dennoch sonnenklar. Das Grüne führt ins Schwarze, die Zeit meines Tods ist nah. Am Ende dieses Weges öffnet sich das Tor. In diesem Raum ragt ein Stuhl aus kaltem Stahl empor. Der weg ins Ungewisse und dennoch sonnenklar. Das Grüne führt ins Schwarze, die Zeit meines Tods ist nah. Am Ende dieses Weges öffnet sich das Tor. In diesem Raum ragt ein Stuhl aus kaltem Stahl empor. Wie lange muss ich ieiden? Werd' ich den himmel sehn? Die Blicke dieser Menschen reißen mich entzwei! Mich entzwei! Schließ ich die Augen seh ich sie noch heut voller Angst am Boden liegen. Mit bloßen starken Händen wollt' dein Hals dass ich ihn würg. Gleich werde ich dir folgen. Der Zeitpunkt ist so nah. Gevatter Tod ist da! Der Hebel wird hinabgedrückt. Meine Zeit ist abgelaufen. Strom durch meine Adern fließt. Die ganze Erde möge in meinem Blut ersaufen.
10.
We were damned. As the bullet refuses to push through, her picture blurs in smoke. Seducing flesh from bone was not doable, so we both were done in. For both of us to forget. Roll your eyes to the inside. May thou see through the ugliness that has become of us. I washed away all the dirt from my fingers. A chapter closed with putrefying hands. An era carried away. Time to roll my eyes back forth. You'll rest as nothing but a chapter closed. A book full of memories in a rack full of books. Nothing but an era carried away. A book full of memories in a rack full of books. Nothing but an era carried away. The final letter written in dust with no pen, though seducing flesh from bone was doable. So we were both done in, left without an epitaph to honor what we had. You left it, Written in dust, blurred in smoke. So we were both done in, blurred in smoke. You were all blurred in smoke. It putrefies my eyes as I read our last paragraph. So we were both done in, with a tear shed and a promise made, to drop the book and move further. So we were both damned. We were damned. We were damned. Carried away by an era yet to come. Carried away by an era yet to come. I left you blind so you won't find me again. I left you blind so you won't find me again. We were damned. We were damned. I washed away all the dirt from my fingers, a chapter closed With putrefying hands. As the bullet refuses to push through, her picture blurs in smoke, seducing flesh from bone. So we both were done in, for both of us to forget. Roll your eyes to the inside. May thou see the ugliness.
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released August 23, 2008

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My Cold Embrace Kassel, Germany

since 1998 MY COLD EMBRACE from kassel have been brawling through the underground mixing up fast, melodic death metal, brutal thrash, crust, vocalized hardcore attitude and a proper portion of lunacy. we’ve been creating a highly individual, complex and brutal synthesis, which can hardly be categorized or pigeonholed. ... more

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