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Human Touch
08:42
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My eyes are open
And my mind is clear
What I saw was a dream
And I chose to make it real
Is it too late, or is it too soon
Losing what I get used to
My leftover food, my old bed
Or the rusty legs of my old desk
What I succeeded in
And what I failed
What I needed to hear
And needed to say
I looked over my shoulder
And took a glimpse
They don't exist
If I'm gone, gone away
If I'm gone, so far away
So, far away
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Chaotic Thoughts
02:18
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I thought, leaving everything behind is the answer
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Chaotic Awareness
06:10
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Instrumental
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Stranger Within
07:25
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My shadow's gone
My shadow's gone
Where I felt the shining sun
Where I felt the shiniest sun
I gazed into its blinding glow
Asked if I were real, delusion, something false with no tomorrow?
Relief, there's relief
You whispered to my ears
And I felt you in distance
As a mirage, a memory, as the nearing breeze
Denial, for all I need is denial
Gets me relief
Cause It's gone
My shadow's gone
My shadow's gone
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Instrumental
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In Between Two Nothings
18:07
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Human thinking is based on violence those who think otherwise are going to be disappeared or ignored, waiting for the tides to return or facing their inexistence.
So where is peace in our thoughts? drowned in a chaotic mind? Or in the isolated shelter, We've built for ourselves?
Remember the night, when no sun came up the morning after.
remember the fear that made your eyes wide open
grasped your breath, and made you it's slave.
time flies and We're prisoners of our own thoughts
thoughts of culture, of age, history and civilization
drowned in believing a lie called freedom, the lie that made our fathers to suffer and our mothers to weep for.
now in between two nothings I see you but I can't feel you.
with all your tears and laughter I leave you alone.
Perished down in a casket, is how I see this life
clotted blood, no longer flowing in the veins of time.
It is a pain, as long as time. Screams in my head like a lunatic.
wants to make me his own, to suffer for his wishes, and to mourn for his past.
A wandering star, in this chaos, like an orphan, without a path.
And what is this hunger? to be unique? and always being satisfied, and feeling no flaw?
is it us creating a mirror, to reflect our image, hiding the lunatic behind the mask
A lunatic fraught with crimes, a lunatic called ego, called reason, violence, a lunatic called me.
Perished down in a casket, is how I see this life
clotted blood, no longer flowing in the veins of time
Perished down in a casket, is how I see this life
clotted blood, no longer flowing in the veins of time
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Six Days End Tehran, Iran
Six Days End was founded in 2018 when Parsa Fayal (born 6 may 1992) and Armin Namdar ( born 1 july 1992) met each other in a mixing & mastering course, when the two found out They have similar musical taste. after jamming for the first time Parsa offered Armin to start a new project to write new songs. ... more
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