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Ghost on Mars - The Metal Chronicles - Beyond the Mist
The Metal Chronicles
01. new way out
02. THE DRAIN
03. Kid of Darkness
04. We Are Shadows
05. From Nothing to Everything (and Back)
06. NOTHING TO SOME
07. Mary on a Cross
08. Post‐Mortem (English version)
09. V.A.N
10. Hip to Be Scared (live in Riverside / 2023)
11. Elevate
12. From Down Below
13. Soul Offering
14. Biological Absurdity
15. REIGN
16. Beyond the Mist
17. Conflict
18. They
19. Purity of Purpose
20. Primaeval Sacrifice
21. Nocturnal Phosphoresence
22. Paradise
23. BLIND LEADS THE BLIND
24. Serpent Slayer
25. Carbon Skin
26. Război etern
27. Malaspina
28. Silent Prayers
29. Nucleonic Blight
30. Existential Dread
31. TOMBSTONE
32. One Foot in the Grave
33. Wounds Never Healed
34. Timeless
35. A Mind Short Circuiting
36. Broken Bones
37. A Brain Dead Memoir
38. MAGNETIC
39. Burning Light
40. Eyes Wide Open
41. Mass Produced
I've been the first. I see the mist coming here
Someone shouts: "The end is coming"
We are alone, with our beliefs
The end is now. They come here

Trapped in this supermarket (showing)
Witness of the same routines (its horror)
Now the clock is broken and the mask has fall (in this world)

We fight against our darkest fears (so easy)
Killing our certainties (they tear apart)
And now the clock is broken and the mask has fall (our flesh)

This is truth. Just one limit
We'll never see what is beyond the mist
This is truth. Just one limit
We'll never see what is beyond the mist

Beyond the Mist
I've been the first. I see the mist coming here
Someone shouts: "The end is coming". They come here
Trapped in this supermarket (showing)
Witness of the same routines (its horror)
Now the clock is broken and the mask has fall (in this world)

We fight against our darkest fears (so easy)
Killing our certainties (they tear apart)
And now the clock is broken and the mask has fall (our flesh)

This is truth. Just one limit
We'll never see what is beyond the mist
This is truth. Just one limit
We'll never see what is beyond the mist

I write fast
My time is running out
I hear them coming back to us
I found the courage to do it
They are no longer afraid now
My time is running out
They look at me with empty eyes
They seem to say thank you
Life's making fun of me
I saw beyond the fog
Hope, false and blind
Fuck the hope
But hope is in your breath

They finally arrived
But it was too late
Mist has taken all of us
Life's making fun of me