The Meaning Of Hopelessness - A Long Journey

by Untitled Hypocrisy

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1.	Table Of Contents 03:08	lyrics
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2.	Chapter 1 03:30	lyrics
Sleep, the balm that keeps us living, slowly poisons the mind, Turning us into immortals, Turning us against ourselves. We have nothing, Nothing left to give. As my eyes close in slumber, Dark flashes parade inside My mind, my body, my soul. Waking, always waking To nothingness. Still, so still is the night. Thunder crashes silently in our cerebellums. Lightening wakes us from this Impending doom. Sleep, the balm that keeps us living, slowly poisons the mind, Turning us into immortals, Turning us against ourselves. We have nothing, Nothing left to give. Peace, like the drum beat, Pounds us into submission. Growing doubt Fills the soul. The massive void ever grows. Twilight befalls us, Quickening this demise. This moon shines down upon us, lulling our restless selves to sleep. Darkness creeps in, Invading our dreams, Slowly poisoning the mind. Sleep, the balm that keeps us living, slowly poisons the mind, Turning us into immortals, Turning us against ourselves. We have nothing, Nothing left to give. I have nothing left to give.
3.	Chapter 2 06:44	lyrics
This life that I've been given, it's all pointless. I've lost all meaning along with my sanity. When I should be living, I am, instead, dying. There is nothing for me here. The sun that once shown so brightly Dims in the passing shades of the midnight glow. You are fading, and I along with you. We will fade until nothing remains but wind-swept leaves. Our memories long forgotten in the passing of the twilight sheen. These leaves fall to the ground, trampled on by passerby. This life that I've been given, it's all pointless. I've lost all meaning along with my sanity. When I should be living, I am, instead, dying. There is nothing for me here. These mountains I once viewed were nothing but hills Compared to the behemoth that fell so swiftly upon me. This wrath that consumed me burned for eons and eons. Nothing, only nothingness can comfort me now. And in the cold vacuum I find myself Floating for millennia with nothing but your memory to sooth me. And so it begins... These memories consume me. These thoughts corrupt me. Nothing left for me here. This life that I've been given, it's all pointless. I've lost all meaning along with my sanity. When I should be living, I am, instead, dying. There is nothing for me here.
4.	Chapter 3 04:25	lyrics
Hours and hours spent staring at this picture. Waiting, always waiting for your return. You left without thought, left in the silence of the night. So long I've been waiting for something more. I've found my self rooted into this concrete. And the hostile ground that I found myself in has harboured fruits of genecide. My skeletal branches reach out into the night, hoping and waiting for a hint of your return. Branches crumble into ash, My roots have withered, went away. Suffocating, these fruits have gone and choked me out. This barabic feast that I have eaten is killing me and this hope of your return. Centuries wasted away waiting and waiting for your return. I just wanted you to stay, but these memories killed and tossed you aside. Placing your ashes in a gilded urn, your death has turned the tide of war. Storing these fruits away, still hoping, someday, for your return. Like a fly caught in the spiders' web, this breath of you returns to me. Mangled and broken, your spirit lost. I never wanted it to end like this. I always wanted it to end at all. Lost in you and you in I, I nurse you with this fruit I've wrought, Now you and I are one and the same: withered, dead trees in a withered, dead age. Centuries wasted away waiting and waiting for your return. I just wanted you to stay, but these memories killed and tossed you aside. Placing your ashes in a gilded urn, your death has turned the tide of war. Storing these fruits away, still hoping, someday, for your return.
5.	Chapter 4 04:04	lyrics
I want you to hate me, tear me apart at the seams. Make me wish I had never been born. I want you to hate me because it's the only way to make me feel alive. I stick the needle in so deep, Feel the wave's intensive movement Deep into my subconscious, Oozing out of my pores creating A tattoo of envy all across my face. I want you to hate me. (x2) I feel these envious stares searching me with pity in their souls. I am one and I am whole, whole for the moments that you pity me. I want you to hate me, tear me apart at the seams. Make me wish I had never been born. I want you to hate me because it's the only way to make me feel alive. I want you to hate me. (x2) I want you to hate me. (x2) I want you to hate me, tear me apart at the seams. Make me wish I had never been born. I want you to hate me because it's the only way to make me feel alive.
6.	Chapter 5 03:39	lyrics
I have fallen from grace and from hope. I have fallen over the cliff's edge. Hanging onto heartache and pain, I have forgotten what it's like to be human. I am the meaning of hopelessness. I left everything. I lost everything. I'll leave everything behind for this. This hopelessness is killing me. I'm hanging on the edge waiting for your helping hand. The waves crash against the rocks. I fear that this is the end and my final breath. Slipping, sliding, I can't hold on any longer. I have fallen from grace and from hope. I have fallen over the cliff's edge. Hanging onto heartache and pain, I have forgotten what it's like to be human. I am the meaning of hopelessness.

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An album that was never officially released, "A Long Journey" is not about one thing, but a variety of ideas, some of which mirror previous albums. More hard-hitting than previous albums, "A Long Journey" shows musical progression towards the more refined.