Online Immortal by Nicola Boari

Sad Kenaxis lyrics:
(Part I)
The Time Remaining

Landscapes that did not survive the tide
they must have thought they could make it out for free
stand there and exist
unperturbed, unscathed
for whatever time’s remaining
but they lacked the proper density
they lacked the personality
the drive
the thrive
to accept what’s coming
to face the stone cold facts and make no excuses
to make it into this world
and succeed
and so they lay…
disused
and insignificant
all of them unusable
all of them spoilt
beyond repair


(Part II)
Silicone Plains


Silicone plains
Trying
trying
trying
giving it the best you've got
across the sunken oceans
dried out landscapes
decrepit
trying
trying
trying
the dispossessed
those who own nothing
those I know nothing about
those I will never care for
and all along
we walk the same road
across the fields that bear no grass
fruitless
we look but find no solace
nothing but broken promises
and desecrated houses
the permanence of hunger
nameless
as the things that need no name
just a question of survival
a simple matter of existence
trying
to give the best we've got



Choiceless lyrics:

Choiceless

things die quickly
unbeknownst to everyone
so that they wouldn’t bother

when the leaves turn to mush
and shapes stop resembling anything
that’s the choiceless moment

last words of an ongoing conversation

where you go
there is no hesitation
no chance of holding back
no drama nor incautious speak

where you go
one can see the end of it
but never the beginning

how is that?

how is that fair?

how is that
one can play along with
and yet keep sleeping?

laying dormant
are two choices:
awfully sincere
and equally unacceptable
for one to take lightheartedly
yet, everyone has to
sooner, or now,
even overdue,
and before they even realize
they’d been asked to cast their ballots

I thought you’d never ask, might the old man say
but he himself won’t answer
‘cause he himself don’t know no answer
nor what question had been posed

while for the young ones
the choice is not for them to make
as everybody’s always happy, but one
and you don’t wanna know which one

so I beg you
don’t ask
‘cause once you do ask
there is no unasking


and where you go
and where you come from…

there is no you to answer
there is no you to ask

so how dare you ask
what you don’t wanna hear

that there is no coming back

that there is no way to mend
no fixing

no sudden realization
not actualized
just overgrown

you’re none the wiser

‘cause once you come back
there is no back for you to welcome

‘cause those who’ve gone
have gone forever
and that the pretty ones go faster
and the mean ones go the same

it makes no difference

whatsoever

one shadow prevailing over the other
cast darknesses until there is no more ground to tar

the past is trash
the future thrashed

the present…

just a bunch of questions for the living
and answers for the dead

Failed media, pathetic attempts at art making, pretentious wording and amateurish self importance.

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