I am entangled in the innermost recesses of my being, adrift through the corridors of reverie. And should I, at times, be nowhere to be found, seek me among the pearlescent leaves of books, amid the chalk-white statues of angels in stately halls, within the haunting undertones of Måneskin’s songs, or perhaps in the nocturnal weeping of the Greek gods — even in the last, trembling instant of an embrace. And if you should find me, then murmur my name softly, that I may ascend from beneath the weight of philosophy and reason, like a phoenix rising into flame.
“Elysia”؛ نوایی از اعماق “Elysium”، سرزمین جاودانان که در اساطیر کهن یونان، مأمن ارواح برگزیده بود. این نام، نه صرفاً واژهای، که پژواکی است از شکوه سپیدهدم ابدی، زمزمهای از باغهای پر طراوتِ سعادتِ بیکران، و درخششی از قلمرویی که فرشتگان در آن بال میگشایند و خدایان آرام میگیرند. “Elysia”، تجسمی است از جوهرِ الهی، که در تار و پودِ خود، عطرِ آرامشِ ازلی و شکوهِ متعالی را به همراه دارد.
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‘Cause baby you’re the ache
That comes right into my vein
You’re like a super crystal drug
That takes away all my pain
You’re a soldier but you’ll never wear you armor again
Now you found freedom but now
Tell me who knows your name
Because I know how does it feels
To feel like you’re reflected
From the mirror of the shame
And you feel like you’re the last man
And you feel like you’re suspected of a murder that you’ve never done
Now you found freedom but your freedom is just like a
Bomb bi de bomb bomb, bi de
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So you can follow me
Until they catch me and kill me out
It’s my recovery
And we will forget of the clouds
‘Cause there’s no hitch
No baby, there’s no fence
No baby, there’s no set-back that will stop me
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No fair , You really know how to make me cry ,When you give me those ocean eye;