Jester Of The Power Lyrics
| Song | Jester Of The Power |
| Artist | Asylum Pyre |
| Album | Natural Instinct |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (Lyrics: Johann CADOT) | |
| They said he was born under a lucky star | |
| A golden one... | |
| Gold-plated! | |
| When he was younger | |
| He heard 'bout the war | |
| Skilful as a learner | |
| "Science star" | |
| Brain Chained by the brainless | |
| (The) Brainless, (The) Soulless | |
| Soulless and Mercyless | |
| He is now restless | |
| Hidden in the shadow | |
| He's born to be a slave | |
| His life's made of sorrow | |
| There is no exit to his cave | |
| Working Hard | |
| He had read everything | |
| And he knew everything | |
| He had seen everything | |
| And He gave everything | |
| For They wanted everything | |
| And even more... | |
| And more... | |
| And more... | |
| 'til No more... | |
| Chorus 1 | |
| Now He lives without his children | |
| Deep - Deep inside the forest | |
| He waits for the Heaven | |
| So far from the rest | |
| Jester of the power | |
| A puppet handled | |
| To create a killer, | |
| Slay and swindle | |
| Books may reveal his name | |
| But not the kind of fame… | |
| He dreamt about! | |
| Not the fame… | |
| He dreamt about! | |
| Soldier in the Deceit | |
| Because he was the best | |
| He fought like a puppet | |
| For fear and not against | |
| I'm Killing hard !? | |
| He had read everything | |
| And he knew everything | |
| He had seen everything | |
| Anyone is falling | |
| All those faces are yelling | |
| They yell again | |
| Again... | |
| Again... | |
| And Again... | |
| Chorus 2 | |
| It's going Fast | |
| It began as a dream | |
| Well, at least so it seemed... | |
| He gave all his science | |
| He has venom with no sting | |
| A holy alliance | |
| For those who hold the strings... | |
| But, sure, these strings are bound to break | |
| There will be nothing left to take | |
| Faster and Faster | |
| The point of no return | |
| The rope, his hands, it burns | |
| Heaviness | |
| The scenery where he was born | |
| Like a sand castle on the shore | |
| Is being crushed forevermore | |
| By a tide thought by him, forlorn | |
| "I can't believe it | |
| What have I done ? | |
| This is not what I meant… | |
| Not what I meant…" | |
| Piano part 1 | |
| Around him the falling city | |
| Vomits a smoke, embracing him | |
| An atmosphere heavy and grim | |
| "Not what I meant, awaken me! | |
| Was it the meaning of their calls ? | |
| Using me to stab my mother..." | |
| Walking is becoming harder | |
| Vertigo, he staggers and falls... | |
| ...down... | |
| Piano part 2 | |
| "One, Two, ...Some soft drops skim my cheeks... | |
| Like a caress to forgive me | |
| I awake, the ruins are bleak | |
| I shiver, cry, stand up and flee" | |
| Gods lead him Through Men Decease | |
| Everywhere Sparks spread Disease | |
| He mourns: "Men have killed Men" | |
| Feeble he says that: "History ends" | |
| Chorus 3 | |
| …Without his children (For They died) | |
| …the forest (Of dead trees) | |
| …for the Heaven (He's the last) | |
| …far from the rest (So Far) | |
| He cries… He Cries… | |
| The landscape puzzle is still burning | |
| Piece after piece | |
| No return... |
| Lyrics: Johann CADOT | |
| They said he was born under a lucky star | |
| A golden one. . . | |
| Gold-plated! | |
| When he was younger | |
| He heard ' bout the war | |
| Skilful as a learner | |
| " Science star" | |
| Brain Chained by the brainless | |
| The Brainless, The Soulless | |
| Soulless and Mercyless | |
| He is now restless | |
| Hidden in the shadow | |
| He' s born to be a slave | |
| His life' s made of sorrow | |
| There is no exit to his cave | |
| Working Hard | |
| He had read everything | |
| And he knew everything | |
| He had seen everything | |
| And He gave everything | |
| For They wanted everything | |
| And even more. . . | |
| And more. . . | |
| And more. . . | |
| ' til No more. . . | |
| Chorus 1 | |
| Now He lives without his children | |
| Deep - Deep inside the forest | |
| He waits for the Heaven | |
| So far from the rest | |
| Jester of the power | |
| A puppet handled | |
| To create a killer, | |
| Slay and swindle | |
| Books may reveal his name | |
| But not the kind of fame | |
| He dreamt about! | |
| Not the fame | |
| He dreamt about! | |
| Soldier in the Deceit | |
| Because he was the best | |
| He fought like a puppet | |
| For fear and not against | |
| I' m Killing hard! ? | |
| He had read everything | |
| And he knew everything | |
| He had seen everything | |
| Anyone is falling | |
| All those faces are yelling | |
| They yell again | |
| Again. . . | |
| Again. . . | |
| And Again. . . | |
| Chorus 2 | |
| It' s going Fast | |
| It began as a dream | |
| Well, at least so it seemed. . . | |
| He gave all his science | |
| He has venom with no sting | |
| A holy alliance | |
| For those who hold the strings. . . | |
| But, sure, these strings are bound to break | |
| There will be nothing left to take | |
| Faster and Faster | |
| The point of no return | |
| The rope, his hands, it burns | |
| Heaviness | |
| The scenery where he was born | |
| Like a sand castle on the shore | |
| Is being crushed forevermore | |
| By a tide thought by him, forlorn | |
| " I can' t believe it | |
| What have I done? | |
| This is not what I meant | |
| Not what I meant" | |
| Piano part 1 | |
| Around him the falling city | |
| Vomits a smoke, embracing him | |
| An atmosphere heavy and grim | |
| " Not what I meant, awaken me! | |
| Was it the meaning of their calls? | |
| Using me to stab my mother. . . " | |
| Walking is becoming harder | |
| Vertigo, he staggers and falls. . . | |
| . . . down. . . | |
| Piano part 2 | |
| " One, Two, . . . Some soft drops skim my cheeks. . . | |
| Like a caress to forgive me | |
| I awake, the ruins are bleak | |
| I shiver, cry, stand up and flee" | |
| Gods lead him Through Men Decease | |
| Everywhere Sparks spread Disease | |
| He mourns: " Men have killed Men" | |
| Feeble he says that: " History ends" | |
| Chorus 3 | |
| Without his children For They died | |
| the forest Of dead trees | |
| for the Heaven He' s the last | |
| far from the rest So Far | |
| He cries He Cries | |
| The landscape puzzle is still burning | |
| Piece after piece | |
| No return. . . |
| Lyrics: Johann CADOT | |
| They said he was born under a lucky star | |
| A golden one. . . | |
| Gold-plated! | |
| When he was younger | |
| He heard ' bout the war | |
| Skilful as a learner | |
| " Science star" | |
| Brain Chained by the brainless | |
| The Brainless, The Soulless | |
| Soulless and Mercyless | |
| He is now restless | |
| Hidden in the shadow | |
| He' s born to be a slave | |
| His life' s made of sorrow | |
| There is no exit to his cave | |
| Working Hard | |
| He had read everything | |
| And he knew everything | |
| He had seen everything | |
| And He gave everything | |
| For They wanted everything | |
| And even more. . . | |
| And more. . . | |
| And more. . . | |
| ' til No more. . . | |
| Chorus 1 | |
| Now He lives without his children | |
| Deep - Deep inside the forest | |
| He waits for the Heaven | |
| So far from the rest | |
| Jester of the power | |
| A puppet handled | |
| To create a killer, | |
| Slay and swindle | |
| Books may reveal his name | |
| But not the kind of fame | |
| He dreamt about! | |
| Not the fame | |
| He dreamt about! | |
| Soldier in the Deceit | |
| Because he was the best | |
| He fought like a puppet | |
| For fear and not against | |
| I' m Killing hard! ? | |
| He had read everything | |
| And he knew everything | |
| He had seen everything | |
| Anyone is falling | |
| All those faces are yelling | |
| They yell again | |
| Again. . . | |
| Again. . . | |
| And Again. . . | |
| Chorus 2 | |
| It' s going Fast | |
| It began as a dream | |
| Well, at least so it seemed. . . | |
| He gave all his science | |
| He has venom with no sting | |
| A holy alliance | |
| For those who hold the strings. . . | |
| But, sure, these strings are bound to break | |
| There will be nothing left to take | |
| Faster and Faster | |
| The point of no return | |
| The rope, his hands, it burns | |
| Heaviness | |
| The scenery where he was born | |
| Like a sand castle on the shore | |
| Is being crushed forevermore | |
| By a tide thought by him, forlorn | |
| " I can' t believe it | |
| What have I done? | |
| This is not what I meant | |
| Not what I meant" | |
| Piano part 1 | |
| Around him the falling city | |
| Vomits a smoke, embracing him | |
| An atmosphere heavy and grim | |
| " Not what I meant, awaken me! | |
| Was it the meaning of their calls? | |
| Using me to stab my mother. . . " | |
| Walking is becoming harder | |
| Vertigo, he staggers and falls. . . | |
| . . . down. . . | |
| Piano part 2 | |
| " One, Two, . . . Some soft drops skim my cheeks. . . | |
| Like a caress to forgive me | |
| I awake, the ruins are bleak | |
| I shiver, cry, stand up and flee" | |
| Gods lead him Through Men Decease | |
| Everywhere Sparks spread Disease | |
| He mourns: " Men have killed Men" | |
| Feeble he says that: " History ends" | |
| Chorus 3 | |
| Without his children For They died | |
| the forest Of dead trees | |
| for the Heaven He' s the last | |
| far from the rest So Far | |
| He cries He Cries | |
| The landscape puzzle is still burning | |
| Piece after piece | |
| No return. . . |
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