Château d'If Lyrics
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Album | The Odyssey To Room 101(2018) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Technical Thrash Metal |
Labels | Independent |
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7. Château d'If (4:38)
Caress the dead stone in my cell
Can one miss what he's never felt?
Endless joy drowned before closed doors
Yet gave my life to salvage yours
Don't look to the place where I left my soul
My barren skin hoards the cold and feeds my demons
Forsaken carcass left of me
The void asks for my recipe
Behold – as reason fails
All hail – the womb of Château d'If
Weight of death dwarfed by shame and guilt
Desperate to blend into your guild
One cannot befriend the world
With image of himself so blurred
Dreaded solitude my final destiny
Memories of mother's tender whispering – a desperate remedy
Forsaken carcass left of me
The void asks for my recipe
Behold – as reason fails
All hail – the womb of Château d'If
On my foolish demand
They gladly cede the burden of the world
Judging, grinning at my broken bones
Distinctive misery
I am what you long to be
Embodiment of your craving
Hence I draw the conclusion – you're stupid as shit
[Lead: Luković]
Watching your grace defines suffering
[Lead: Matković]
For what it's worth
I bestow the essence of my soul
Forsaken carcass left of me
The void asks for my recipe
Behold – as reason fails
All hail – the womb of Château d'If
Can one miss what he's never felt?
Endless joy drowned before closed doors
Yet gave my life to salvage yours
Don't look to the place where I left my soul
My barren skin hoards the cold and feeds my demons
Forsaken carcass left of me
The void asks for my recipe
Behold – as reason fails
All hail – the womb of Château d'If
Weight of death dwarfed by shame and guilt
Desperate to blend into your guild
One cannot befriend the world
With image of himself so blurred
Dreaded solitude my final destiny
Memories of mother's tender whispering – a desperate remedy
Forsaken carcass left of me
The void asks for my recipe
Behold – as reason fails
All hail – the womb of Château d'If
On my foolish demand
They gladly cede the burden of the world
Judging, grinning at my broken bones
Distinctive misery
I am what you long to be
Embodiment of your craving
Hence I draw the conclusion – you're stupid as shit
[Lead: Luković]
Watching your grace defines suffering
[Lead: Matković]
For what it's worth
I bestow the essence of my soul
Forsaken carcass left of me
The void asks for my recipe
Behold – as reason fails
All hail – the womb of Château d'If
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The Odyssey To Room 101 - Lyrics
The Odyssey To Room 101 - Album Credits
Members
- Luka Matković : Vocals, Guitars
- Đorđe Luković : Guitars
- Miloš Tomasović : Bass
- Marko Danilović Tihi : Drums
Other staff
- Luka Matković : Producer, Recording, Mixing, Mastering Engineer
- Marko Danilović : Artwork