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DISCID=6c0be908
DTITLE=Control Denied / The Fragile Art Of Existence
TTITLE0=Consumed
TTITLE1=Breaking The Broken
TTITLE2=Expect The Unexpected
TTITLE3=What If...?
TTITLE4=When The Link Becomes Missing
TTITLE5=Believe
TTITLE6=Cut Down
TTITLE7=The Fragile Art Of Existence
EXTD=An amazing band with the ferocity and intensity of classically-inspire
EXTD=d\ndeath metal (this band is built largely on the bulwark of the great
EXTD= death\nmetal band Death) and the opera-quality vocals and themes of p
EXTD=ower metal,\nControl Denied are unstoppable.  Nuclear Blast America ke
EXTD=epscoming with\nthe cutting-edge new directions in heavy metal music, 
EXTD=andControl Denied\nis at the vanguard with In Flames and HammerFall.
EXTT0=Your face is hiding deep inside my mind\nYour touch is on my tongue\nY
EXTT0=our face is the deepest depths of my eyes\nThe eyes inside my soul\nOn
EXTT0=ce I w as free, but now I am trapped\nOnce I was trapped, but now I am
EXTT0=free\n\nI  taste the tears you bled\nI felt the fears you shed\nYou th
EXTT0=ought I did n ot feel\nYou thought I could not taste\n\nConsumed, esca
EXTT0=pe through dreams \nConsumed, trapped by dreams\nConsumed, forever its
EXTT0=eems\n\nDo you feel  the pain that I feel?\nThe pain that lives inside
EXTT0=\nDo you wear the chains  that I wear\nThe ones that rub me raw\n\nEve
EXTT0=ry time it is the same three  words\nEvery time the number speaks\nAnd
EXTT0= when you see me and you think I  am there\nYou will know that it isju
EXTT0=st a dream\n\n
EXTT1=I saw you, you saw me, you hid your fangs so well\nI should have known
EXTT1=better but it is hard to tell\nIn beauty the evil is waiting for posse
EXTT1=ssion \nDeep inside reflections just a glimpse away\nYour faithful ser
EXTT1=vents, th ey bow to you\nTogether they're breaking the broken\nWe were
EXTT1= set free, wh at is to be?\nWhen its all said and done what is left to
EXTT1= really say?\nTo  be one turns to none now we are just yesterday\n\nYo
EXTT1=u speak in killing wo rds, the kind that crush and kill\nNo mercy your
EXTT1= pleasure to taste the bl ood you bled\nThe chase has ended in denialo
EXTT1=f glory\nTo trap and add to  your servant souls\n
EXTT2=And when life seems to be complete\nIt comes and knocks us off our fee
EXTT2=t\nThe element of surprise\nThe avengeful attack\nStraight on your bac
EXTT2=k it w ill send you\nInto a state of deja-vu\nHere it comes one more t
EXTT2=ime\nShowi ng its ugly face\nAssaulting the senses\nScreaming into the
EXTT2=mind\nPremedi tating master plans\nNo need to underestimate\n\nPrepare
EXTT2= for what you can not see\nExpect the unexpected\nAnd you will save yo
EXTT2=urself a state of sho ck\nA waiting game, waiting to see\nExpect theun
EXTT2=expected\nAnd you will s ave yourself a state of shock\n\nAnother less
EXTT2=on learned to go with the ot hers\nThat sit and wait to see\nA silent 
EXTT2=voice\n\nIt doesn't matter who y ou are\nIn this sense we're all thesa
EXTT2=me\nTo taste tranquility would be e cstasy\nI'm holding on with allmy 
EXTT2=might\nTo this ride we call life\nStra pped down to clarity\nSuprised 
EXTT2=no more\n\n
EXTT3=So there they stood\nOn a mountain, revealing their wisdom\nWhile taki
EXTT3=ng in all that earth had to give to them\nAnd what it hid, secrets tha
EXTT3=t shad ows of time concealed\nWhat if when they saw burning stars\nThe
EXTT3=y thought  it was a gift from beyond far\nLook close between the lines
EXTT3=\nBeyond what  you believe to be real\nAre they just theories of time\
EXTT3=n\nBehold the toot h of yesterday\nIt holds t\nFrom history some liv e
EXTT3= their lives\n\nNot long ago we looked at power as just a vision\nTo s
EXTT3=ha tter dark with just a beam of light\nIt might be worth to take a cl
EXTT3=ose lo ok at infinity\n\n
EXTT4=A tool to do good has gone bad\nElectric altar for a new religion\nA n
EXTT4=ew way to link\nA new way to think\nIndividual thoughts that have beco
EXTT4=me mis sing\n\nLaugh at my words you fool\nThey will soon become livin
EXTT4=g truth\nL ook at yourself in the mirror\nReflection is living proof\n
EXTT4=\nWhat will th ey do when the link they live becomes\nmissing?\nWill t
EXTT4=hey survive?\nWhen  the link they breathe becomes missing\n\nWhen we s
EXTT4=ee the face of evil\nI t will be the demon reality\n\n\n
EXTT5=Do you believe what some might say can't be could be reality\nLet seve
EXTT5=n be the one for me; six chapters of life laced with mystery...\nAwait
EXTT5=ing di scovery\nImmune you become a war to be won the soul of a voice.
EXTT5=..\nLet th e voice of the soul be free\n\nFor most it does not come ea
EXTT5=sily\nFor some  it comes with pain\nFrom a thought to a living sight\n
EXTT5=For some it's a li fe for some a game\n\nThere are things in life wort
EXTT5=h fighting for\nAnd so me things are better off let go\nA dream secure
EXTT5=d long ago or yesterday\nC lose to the top there's no looking down\n\n
EXTT5=When you believe\nDo you belie ve?\nIf you believe\nYou must believe!\
EXTT5=n\nIf I was paid for disappointmen ts I would be a wealthy man\nThe ma
EXTT5=gic lives in sincerity, in truth, behi nd the thoughts I choose to\nst
EXTT5=and...\nAwaiting discovery\n
EXTT6=I see right through your mind\nI see your kind, I know your game\nSurv
EXTT6=iving on the soul of a song\nPlease tell me how you escape\nFrom the g
EXTT6=uilt t hat should eat at your mind\nWhen you lay down to sleep\nSo man
EXTT6=y precious  lives lost\nPicking up the shattered dreams broken by you\
EXTT6=n\nYou'll be c ut down to size when we're done with\nyou\nWhen you'rec
EXTT6=ut down to size w e will look down\non you\n\nWhy is life a game where
EXTT6= we are forced to pla y\nI think it's safe to assume\nDon't feed offa 
EXTT6=loss or a win\nThe rewar d is to survive\n\nAs you breathe you abuse t
EXTT6=he gift of life\nInhaling ho pe into your black heart\nNo guilt nosham
EXTT6=e once again empty words are to \nblame\n
EXTT7=Same place, different time, same chase\nA different line\nA chance toh
EXTT7=eal, to allow what's real\nTo take its course\nLike a brush in hand,to
EXTT7= pai nt a picture\nOf what we would like to see\nAnd love to be\nThevi
EXTT7=sion is  clear, taking charge of fear\n\nFor granted I do not takethe 
EXTT7=future\nTo  be changed by triumph\nTears and pain of the past\nI gain 
EXTT7=wisdom\n\nThe  fragile art of existence\nIs kept alive by sheer persis
EXTT7=tence\nThe fragile  art of existence\n\nNo time for self-pity\nNotime 
EXTT7=for dwelling on what  should have been\nBut is yet to be\n\nTakethe pl
EXTT7=unge, take the chance\nS afe in the heart and soul from elements\nSpaw
EXTT7=ned by those void of no self -worth\nAnd no sense of dreams\n
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