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Copyright 2014 Circus of Fools, Produced by Marc Martin.
Recorded 2013 & 2014 @ derSoundmann-Studio Stuttgart
Guitars: Julian Langer, Dominik Bolter. Bass: Yannick Ninkov. Drums: Manuel Hassler. Vocals, Programmings: Tim Strouken.
Music & lyrics by Tim Strouken. Arrangements by Circus of Fools.
Buy at circusoffools.bandcamp.com
Recorded 2013 & 2014 @ derSoundmann-Studio Stuttgart
Guitars: Julian Langer, Dominik Bolter. Bass: Yannick Ninkov. Drums: Manuel Hassler. Vocals, Programmings: Tim Strouken.
Music & lyrics by Tim Strouken. Arrangements by Circus of Fools.
Buy at circusoffools.bandcamp.com
Obsidian Black
Oh, i'm wandering between night and day,
You know, what they say?
The night is blackest before dawn
And we keep up our sadest song,
Claustrophobia is what we bring.
The nightmares and a sadistic grin.
I search for beauty in the sharpness of this knife,
I'm on the sidewalk of my own life.
Thats why…
…I stear my ship against the cliff,
Darkness is about to break in!
Time is running…
I feel confused, i feel abused,
It's the story of my life,
Time is running out!
I blind folded feel my way through the mist
I keep on trying, i insist,
Thats why…
…I stear my ship against the cliff,
Darkness is about to break in!
Time is running…
I feel confused, i feel abused,
It's the story of my life,
Time is running out!
The night is blackest before dawn
And we keep up our sadest song,
Claustrophobia is what we bring.
The nightmares and a sadistic grin.
I crawl out of this obsidian black
I crawl out of this obsidian black
I crawl out of this obsidian black
I crawl out of this obsidian black
Oh, i'm wandering between night and day,
You know, what they say?
The night is blackest before dawn
And we keep up our sadest song,
Claustrophobia is what we bring.
The nightmares and a sadistic grin.
I search for beauty in the sharpness of this knife,
I'm on the sidewalk of my own life.
Thats why…
…I stear my ship against the cliff,
Darkness is about to break in!
Time is running…
I feel confused, i feel abused,
It's the story of my life,
Time is running out!
I blind folded feel my way through the mist
I keep on trying, i insist,
Thats why…
…I stear my ship against the cliff,
Darkness is about to break in!
Time is running…
I feel confused, i feel abused,
It's the story of my life,
Time is running out!
The night is blackest before dawn
And we keep up our sadest song,
Claustrophobia is what we bring.
The nightmares and a sadistic grin.
I crawl out of this obsidian black
I crawl out of this obsidian black
I crawl out of this obsidian black
I crawl out of this obsidian black
