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Falling

from Confessions by Helioss

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Nico : guitar + bass
Pierre : all vocals

lyrics

We are everything, we are nothing

Learn how to fear the vastness of the night
Learn how insignificant we are
Learn how to apprehend the depth of the cosmos
Learn how alone we are

Wedged between an icy and vacuum sky
And a hard and impenetrable stone
We are like a thin page in encyclopedia
An invisible grain of sand

A simple candle in the storm
Constantly threatening to extinguish
A floating rock in space
Surrounded by a field of death

On this fragile refuge
We carry out our existences
In this harbor of life
We desperately try to procreate
We‘re living on the razor’s edge
Trying not to realize
That the whole universe
Wants us dead

Man of nothing never forget
That even if we are just
A simple drop of water
In a never-ending ocean
We stand unique but alone
A single miracle
In a universe doomed
To infinite unconsciousness

Call me god, Kneel down before me
Give me crown of stars and worship my essence
Grant me the honors reserved to divine
Deposit offerings at my feet

I am the omega of creation
I am the result of eons

Men of everything raise your head
And gaze the world across the clouds
Continue to seek a mirror in the stars
Not to cry of loneliness
A call in the vacuum, a cry in silence
Keep listening at the unfathomable
As long as we hear nothing
We have to preserve us to suicide

We are worms on a dead leaf
Carried by furious waters
Eating our ship made of nothing
Mouthful after mouthful
We are birds on a dead branch
Shaken by wrenching winds
Picking at the wood
Waiting to fall

We are human upon the Earth
Lost in a cataclysmic vacuum
We feed with our own flesh and blood
We feed with the essence of the universe

We are birds on a dead branch
Shaken by wrenching winds
Picking at the wood
Waiting to fall

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from Confessions, released October 1, 2010
Music & Lyrics by Nico

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