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Absinthe - Suicide Or Cherry Blossoms Track 1 from the out-take album : Absinthe - Sophisticated Chaos The album is a fusion of Thrash Metal, Power Metal, Alternative Metal, Symphonic Metal, Groove Metal and Post-Grunge. Lyrics, Vocals, instruments, Melody, Riffs, Beats and Flow written and stemmed by Absinthe. Then uploaded and mixed through engineering software.. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Suicide Or Cherry Blossoms Lyrics : Here in this moment of stripped bare unfair absolutes Fear is the instrument of truth, It stabs with wanton violence, the heart with purpose mean and cruel Like it takes some abject joy in such abuse, It's just another day, only more of the same, Strategic moves in this Hunger Game From the cradle to the grave we're all forced to play ; It's not hard to embrace the sadness, To trip and slip down the rabbit hole To lash out, beat down, and slap around your own soul, To understand the methods of madness In jumping from the top of your pedestal, You can't see what you'd rather not believe Sleeping in a blood pool face down bleeding on the cold concrete ; What's this joke about hope, this jest about happiness, Words that have become only barely defined Just relics of the past and fossils from another time, When Man seemed blessed with a kiss of evolution Rising from the muddy stardust and seeds of primal lust Into this big brained top tier beacon of life ; De-evolution is the latest fashion, one step forward is three steps back, Walking on thin ice watching the human race navigate the cracks, Life became a masquerade, a crap shoot freak show carnival parade, Be careful who you love and trust when every mask is dangerous, I sympathize with the betrayed, I empathize with "too tired to play" I can understand walking away when there's nothing left to save ; I hate to play Devil's Advocate To the cold hard truth of I don't give a shit any more, I know the heartache of another day in the pain of a never healing sore, Trapped like a lone survivor of the war that rages outside your doors, If there's nothing more I can say to you, I see the truth, I know the score, Even now you're not alone and I have already walked the roads you've ran, So put down the gun, untie the rope, spit out those pills and toughen up Just long enough to understand... It's a lot more complicated than some easy exit plan ; Yes you'll find Hell or rainbows, treasure or tragedy, Be blinded by the light or stumble lost through the blackest night, To embrace the fate of falling down or the grace to stand up and fight, You know life is just a suicide or cherry blossoms, To rise with the Phoenix or lay down with the dead And just sleep eternally dreaming yesterday's dread, You could summon angels to your back or blindly follow the lost ones It's the crossroads of a path to a story ended or just begun, To breathe in a scent of shadows or the intoxicating sun You're still flipping coins and making choices When there never really was a choice Because you must go on and on and on... Until your last day is done ; And when it's all over who'll sing your epitaph, The solemn ghost of bravery, strength and hope, Or the Patron Saint of Jesters left laughing hard at that joke ; Life takes no solace in your shame, It takes no pleasure in your pain, It's just the sunrise of another chance you have to change, It's just the sunset of another chance you've pissed away, It's Just another day that life continues to do its thing, Do with it what you will, in forward motion or in vain, It will never even notice if you go or if you stay, It was never anything more than a fragile string of yesterdays, Strung together in some moments of only those who knew your name, In the perception of those aware of the colors of your face, Those you've touched with your presence And in return have done the same, We're all just memories In the mind of someone who hasn't yet faded away, So when you close your eyes and see all the faces you keep safe, Remember when that final day is done what's really all at stake.... And make life drag you kicking and screaming into that grave, Because you'll be taking so much more from the world than you think; Yes I know life can be a series of unfortunate events... But it can never be anything more than what you make of it, It's triumphant at the top and salty tears at the bottom It's all sugar water or cyanide, A suicide or cherry blossoms : Copyright. T. Russell Morris My IMDB : https://www.imdb.com/user/ur48636572/ My Letterboxed : https://letterboxd.com/Redrusty66/ My Poetry : https://allpoetry.com/Redrusty66 #thrashmetal #powermetal #symphonicmetal #postgrunge #groovemetal #heavymetal #alternativemetal