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Chimaira
Chimaira


Информация
Откуда Cleveland, Ohio, United States
Жанры Groove Metal
Metalcore
Nu Metal
Годы 1998—н.в.
Лейблы Roadrunner Records
Ferret Records
Nuclear Blast
Сайт Website
Состав
Mark Hunter
Matt DeVries
Rob Arnold
Andols Herrick
Chris Spicuzza
Бывшие участники
Jason Hager
Rob Lesniak
Andrew "AE" Ermlick
Ricky Evensand
Kevin Talley
Jason Genaro
Jim LaMarca



Альбом Chimaira


This Present Darkness [EP] (11.01.2000)
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In this present darkness
I fall upon broken knees
Crawl through weight depression haunted by and unborn ghos
tI'll never know your fears
Never see me in your eyes
Curse the one that stole your name from
Me this is the monster that they create from second of your conception
Minutes leading to death sentence will shackle me and turn eyes red
I will constantly endure the pain of your creation
How can I lie awake grace
How can I lie awake my love
Will stay dead in this present darkness
I fall


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Face I am nothing face
Complete by sarcastic tastes
What a waste I think I'd rather die
Wanting never gaining I find myself pondering life
Always situations I can never hide
Crying tears of anger, hate
Depressed I never know the me, never know what to do
Slit pour out the life a bottle of the "vive"
A desperate cry for something else to justify
I'm in a daze caused by pain
A failing force that wants to change
Painting the white to grey
Numb body shivering
Blood dripping from the skin
Painting the white to grey
Plastic always drastic
A vision of a psychopathic with a razor crawling through the attic
I know somewhere out there someone cares
Wanting me to get my head out of the clouds as they think it's time repair
These scars will never clear
I'll never be the same little one with hopes of one day maybe being sane
I might have tried before...but I locked the door
Now I need a reason to unlock it
I'm in a daze caused by pain
A failing force that wants to change
Painting the white to grey
Numb body shivering
Blood dripping from the skin
Painting the white to grey
Cutting and popping
I know I'm not the definition of your model I'm always dropping
Lying and crying
I rarely find the relevance in always competing or trying...
I take dying
I need to feel the shame in what it was that I did
Cold
In the back of a puppeteer bathroom floor is where I tried to die


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I always searched for an answer for my convictions
A troubled mind at 15 demonic visions
I saw you rape dand beaten
Who the hell is this monster that surounds my brain
I try to make some sense of this, try to break the mold
Divination
A power I wish I did not have now
I wake with sweat and bood scars of you dad choke
I wake from this nightmare to find it's the truth
Tell me now father what did we do
I'll never understand your actions...never speak to you
Don't try and correct your mistakes never trust in you
Fake fucker, fake father die.


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Crawling back up from the floor now
I look above me and there you are
I see your smiling face so pure, its gold
Reaching your hand out to touch mine
Perhaps all I needed was your smile
A nice compliment or two
Where were you a few weeks ago?
When I was wanting to die
I felt so worthless
But you saved me
Watching me almost fall under
You were with him I was with her
Wanting each other more then life
A kiss away from being perfect
Cry out you're watching over me and I can't be with you
All I wanted was to end me, now to be in love with two
I hate my thoughts now
I'll leave her alone to live in bliss
Your my savior, my dream come true
Why
Trying to figure out a way
I'll lick your wounds, I'll heal your sores
I can never face my past
Not together I felt so sick inside
Death will come very soon
I tear as we drift away
Picture me dead would you cry


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You are god’s most beautiful creation
From the moment I set my eyes upon you
I knew I wanted to be
Feel your arms wrap around me
And to share myself with you
Would be nothing but…
Knowing you would make me whole again

And then she said …no

I cry out to help you
My friend who does nothing
Watched you high I watched you low
But never falling to far
I am glad to have been here
To help you get through it
I know I didn’t fulfill
But I helped somehow

Take our hand
I said
I’ll take your pain
Create with me
Chim was a way for you to breathe
I hope it was enough
To help you get through this war called love

Take our hands
Before you leave
Reaching our dreams

Lend a hand (AE)
Lend a hand for you my friend

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I thought I knew you
My dream had come true
Look back, don't crack
Your stares are empty now
I am still here I won't crack
It's all coming back
My thoughts of the fading you
Reach through, make you
Mold myself for two
I cry for the bleeding...whore
Loss of feeling now I take the pain
So it's all right now I'm still a justified hole in your eyes
A pupil never a master
A crumble of dirt to the land
Take the blood right out of my hands as you
Realize it's your blood
Blood
My eyes see no ones empty face
I see a second coming of the land I was born with the fear of love
You made that fear a dream
Goddless
I see me reaching for the sun
Try forever to
Reach the sky
I'm empty
Can't find you I am still here
It's all coming back
My thoughts of the fading you
Reach through, make you
Mold myself for two I cry for the bleeding...whore
Failure

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I am the one breaks all
This misery you call your life
I am the one who will carry you
To an altar of joy
Follow me
Flee from this
Except nothing but the best
I will hide all your pain
Resort to the unknown with
Silence
The way I will keep
Silence From letting you flee
You are the one who changed me
To a quivering mess
You are the one who stopped me
From doing all I can
Now's your time
Let me in Let me in your functioning mind
I will hide all your pain
Resort to the unknown with
Silence
The way I will keep
Silence From letting you flee
I feel your stench
So warm I'm home
Let me stay
And feel you more
I come
All over now
Where do I go from here
Leave me behind
Never again bitch don't even try
Silence your mouths you whore

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(Instrumental Track)

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