Udånde - Slow Death [Full Album 2022]

Lyrics to Slow Death [Full Album 2022] by Udånde

Tracklist: 01. 00:00 I’m Not A Pessimist, I’m A Realist A curriculum A path in existence Limited to a minimum Keeping reality at a distance “Calmness, concentration, discipline and above all; sorting That’s the way forward”* Countless obscenities Seems bearable With all of my (un)necessities When all feels terrible Pierce my heart of flourish hate Knock the walls down See it slowly deflate In blood drown Wrapped in an illusion of self-righteousness Fueled by the absolution within frightfulness I am not a pessimist! I am a realist! 02. 06:17 Who Got Diagnosed Years Later Capitol Rails People All alone Overwhelming panicle Maintained by nails Is this lethal? How to get home? Bathing in sweat from my hands Are we there yet by any chance? The great art of an escape Calming the heart back into shape Winters cold embracing the body Ripped of will and clothes 03. 12:26 And Denied All Sense And Reason Heavy thoughts keep haunting All at loss All miswanting Caving in to acknowledge the previous being and expand knowledge This is not a new standard of dissolving, but acting pandered Refusing sense and reason Mind is losing Save this heathen! Consume me and go back Assume me back on track I am fine! In full control Shut up! I am fine 04. 18:28 I Mean, Who Am I To Blackout? Shouting intensifies Arguments shoot by The threats are surfacing Aligning desperation Mental taxation Situation darkening Fading away Pure dismay Memory disappears Am I still here? Waking up Make the bleeding stop How did I get here? Feel the pain Slightly going insane Protect me from the fear 05. 25:13 We Should Welcome The Suffering Feeling boneless Levitating Repress of hating Well, it took some time, but now I feel the difference Like a challenging climb No more ignorance I am free Released No idiosyncrasies I am free Released and uncaged 06. 31:13 Remember Not To Praise The False King As time went by everything normalized All so dry and temporarily disguised Tamed by a pill Fear and anger absorbed Fully conscious still Minor disturbed I’m no fool I know, it will stay the same* Was it the tool to become this sane? I feel trapped In my own skin Needless to adapt There is no win All hail Pacil Rex! All hail! Inhale! Exhale!