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Conversations, empty lines,
when there’s no affinity to be consigned.
All words void of any meaning
when feelings are left undefined.
Bleak minds speak of bleak intentions,
confined by the bitterness of the retention,
where every man must suffer alone,
if he can’t prove a valid function.
To implore is to be denied.
To crave more, never implied.
Wipe out any desolation, that’s wrought
when the heart expects to feel relation
to souls deprived of any reason,
and every thought’s an altercation.
Life, the pressure, the endless strife.
By trial, we’re measured as humans.
Enduring. Relenting not.
Reveal your tolerance.
Suffer the abhorrence,
and await the time to defy the imbalance.
Anticipate insurgence,
and abide the strain, until your mind prevails.
Contemplate the revocation.
The power to take hold of your own destination.
Where every man can get on his own,
if he can stand the separation.
To implore is to be denied.
To crave more, never implied.
Cherish the infatuation that sparks the soul
into a state of pure elation.
Small the seed, within the anguish,
grows beyond the captivation.
Life, the pressure, the endless strife.
By trial, we’re measured as humans.
Enduring. Relenting not.
Reveal your tolerance.
Suffer the abhorrence,
and await the time to defy the imbalance.
Anticipate insurgence,
and abide the strain, until your mind prevails.
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One life to make your own. One word to tear it down.
One look to bring the anguish, break your castles to the ground.
All that you’ve ever known. All that was ever shown.
All truths have been extinguished, pulled into the depths profound.
Ascertain a mind profane, disentangled, gone insane.
Reassured, when secure within this fortress, safe from judgment.
Unabridged sacrilege, the certitude that you allege.
Ever pure none endure, if nothing in these walls can touch them.
One flame that ever glows. One light, the shadows grow.
One day they will consume you. Darkness strikes without a sound.
All for the final blow to what you have bestowed, upon the world you made.
Into the gates of madness bound.
Ascertain a mind profane, disentangled, gone insane.
Reassured, when secure within this fortress, safe from judgment.
Unabridged sacrilege, certitude that you allege.
Ever pure, none endure, if nothing in these walls can touch them.
In a glimmer of doubt they’re showing, the beginnings of your own decline.
All the cracks that are made by sadness in the gates you hide behind.
But you’ll never be safe from madness, in your kingdom of false design.
Every shadow will light the blackness of the reason you deny.
Tear down the gates. Let in the light. Leave from this state, and clear your mind.
Inside these halls you’ll never find... all that you crave is left behind.
Outside the gates you hide behind, life rejected, cast aside.
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You are not prepared for what you’ll see.
You are not prepared for me, I’m all you’ll ever be.
Hide your weakness behind your esteem.
I’ll cut it down until it bleeds, and you are forced to see,
YOU ARE THE ENEMY.
Run from me. You’ll never get away.
Deep inside is where I prey on your deficiency.
In every corner of your darkest fear, in every crevice, I am here, waiting for you
to fall, INTO THE BLEAKNESS OF IT ALL.
No more defenses. The loss of your senses. I’M HERE.
The enmity growing. Your mind overflowing WITH FEAR.
Say goodbye to what you think was everything that you could bring,
as a defense to keep me out. The more you kick the more I shout.
Onto your weakened fragile state, the sight of which you’ll learn to hate.
With every certainty comes doubt. I’ll be the one to drag you down.
You brought me into your own hell, because I’m the one you know so well.
The judging eyes with everything you do.
The world outside does not want you, and they are right to.
You will learn that this is all there is.
You and me in the abyss, is all we’ll ever be.
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Over the frozen vastness of snow covered, silent dreams.
Haunted by memories endless, and desolate screams.
She stares from her chambers, through windows of grief.
Imprisoned in torment, there is no relief.
Where there was love only sorrow resides.
Here, in this place where all passion has died.
CH: The cold in her heart, the remains of her fear.
What’s left of her flame, is the warmth of her tears.
The presence of demons she brought in this place.
The treacherous company to fill her days.
The image of faded beauty, expelled from her withering mind.
The veil of their terrible cruelty rendered her blind.
Now in the looking glass an empty soul, reflecting revulsion,
and mocking her woe. She shatters the image in fragments of pain.
The shard to deliver her from her disdain.
REPEAT CH
The white in her dress, now ashen, like the blood drenched snow in the vale,
slowly turns red from the gashes and the cries of the gale.
Break free of your demons. Release yourself of life. Come to me and spill your blood.
Leave behind your grievance. Release yourself of life. Come to me I’ll caress your soul.
I am here, before you. Embrace me, and accept my blood.
I am here, before you. Receive me, and accept my soul.
In here, where you arise, you gave your life away, because you listened
to the calling of fear, and where it lies.
Behind the veil you’ll stay, where we feast upon the fallen.
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The Suicide Connection is a collection of 4 songs dealing with mental illness, social anxiety, depression and suicide.
released November 15, 2019
Recorded between August and October 2019.
Produced by Tensor and Niels Jacquet (
jakkie.be).
Mastered at Stage One Studio by Andy Classen.
Remixed and Remastered by Sven Janssens at Red Left Hand Recording Studio April 2020
All Music by Jeroen D’Hauwers and Tensor.
All Concepts and Lyrics by Kenny Molly.
Bandshot by Nele Lamberigts.
Artwork by Kenny at Black Molly Design.
All content © 2019 Tensor, all rights reserved.
