| Song | Echoless Chamber |
| Artist | Vektor |
| Album | Outer Isolation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:15.710] | Empty are words that are regurgitated |
| [00:19.067] | From type sanctified |
| [00:22.091] | Tainted is air when you breathe what is spit in your face |
| [00:25.890] | The virus survives |
| [00:27.210] | |
| [00:29.191] | Echoless chamber of your mind |
| [00:35.278] | Unknown to the boundaries that are defined |
| [00:40.767] | |
| [00:43.017] | Enter the echoless chamber |
| [00:45.905] | Deep inside the core |
| [00:48.970] | Enter the echoless chamber |
| [00:52.137] | Where the source is pure |
| [00:56.289] | Descending through the black |
| [01:04.723] | |
| [01:07.443] | Type analyzed without a fleeting notion |
| [01:11.725] | Of what lies inside |
| [01:15.512] | Stamped to be chained and bound by thoughts |
| [01:18.224] | That man has contrived |
| [01:21.162] | |
| [01:22.157] | Enter the echoless chamber |
| [01:25.409] | Deep inside the core |
| [01:28.792] | Enter the echoless chamber |
| [01:32.312] | Where the source is pure |
| [01:34.894] | |
| [01:35.993] | Preconceptions, escape |
| [01:39.664] | Foul taste, spit up, too late |
| [01:41.864] | Disconnected madness |
| [01:46.327] | Persecuted genius |
| [01:49.681] | All your thoughts and actions |
| [01:53.334] | Based of other’s reactions |
| [01:55.973] | |
| [01:56.513] | Echoless chamber of your mind |
| [02:02.961] | Unknown to the boundaries that are defined |
| [02:09.927] | Descending through the black |
| [02:20.574] | |
| [02:32.676] | I awoke to the splashing of footsteps |
| [02:34.876] | Deep underground |
| [02:37.209] | Before my eyes, dark stalagmites formed |
| [02:39.542] | From the dripping sound |
| [02:41.876] | Looking down into the dark we realize |
| [02:44.141] | We are our own makers |
| [02:46.361] | Turn and be blinded by |
| [02:48.543] | Your shadow’s creator |
| [02:50.669] | |
| [02:51.003] | Shadows steal the color from the world around |
| [02:54.452] | Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound |
| [02:59.638] | Many times I have sought the sculptor |
| [03:02.750] | The architect of thought |
| [03:04.471] | Always ending at the beginning |
| [03:06.804] | Grasping through the dark |
| [03:08.953] | |
| [04:09.185] | Shadows steal the color from the world around |
| [04:13.184] | Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound |
| [04:18.002] | |
| [04:35.036] | Realizing I had been chasing reflections |
| [04:37.050] | My skin began to glow |
| [04:38.987] | Truth resides in this new realm of light |
| [04:41.471] | I cast no shadow of my own |
| [04:43.916] | Looking down into the dark we realize |
| [04:46.254] | We are our own makers |
| [04:48.336] | Turn and be blinded by |
| [04:50.721] | Your shadow’s creator |
| [04:53.157] | |
| [04:53.509] | Shadows steal the color from the world around |
| [04:57.425] | Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound |
| [05:01.443] | Shadows steal the color from the world around |
| [05:06.926] | Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound |
| [05:10.993] | Within the shifting chamber |
| [00:15.710] | Empty are words that are regurgitated |
| [00:19.067] | From type sanctified |
| [00:22.091] | Tainted is air when you breathe what is spit in your face |
| [00:25.890] | The virus survives |
| [00:27.210] | |
| [00:29.191] | Echoless chamber of your mind |
| [00:35.278] | Unknown to the boundaries that are defined |
| [00:40.767] | |
| [00:43.017] | Enter the echoless chamber |
| [00:45.905] | Deep inside the core |
| [00:48.970] | Enter the echoless chamber |
| [00:52.137] | Where the source is pure |
| [00:56.289] | Descending through the black |
| [01:04.723] | |
| [01:07.443] | Type analyzed without a fleeting notion |
| [01:11.725] | Of what lies inside |
| [01:15.512] | Stamped to be chained and bound by thoughts |
| [01:18.224] | That man has contrived |
| [01:21.162] | |
| [01:22.157] | Enter the echoless chamber |
| [01:25.409] | Deep inside the core |
| [01:28.792] | Enter the echoless chamber |
| [01:32.312] | Where the source is pure |
| [01:34.894] | |
| [01:35.993] | Preconceptions, escape |
| [01:39.664] | Foul taste, spit up, too late |
| [01:41.864] | Disconnected madness |
| [01:46.327] | Persecuted genius |
| [01:49.681] | All your thoughts and actions |
| [01:53.334] | Based of other' s reactions |
| [01:55.973] | |
| [01:56.513] | Echoless chamber of your mind |
| [02:02.961] | Unknown to the boundaries that are defined |
| [02:09.927] | Descending through the black |
| [02:20.574] | |
| [02:32.676] | I awoke to the splashing of footsteps |
| [02:34.876] | Deep underground |
| [02:37.209] | Before my eyes, dark stalagmites formed |
| [02:39.542] | From the dripping sound |
| [02:41.876] | Looking down into the dark we realize |
| [02:44.141] | We are our own makers |
| [02:46.361] | Turn and be blinded by |
| [02:48.543] | Your shadow' s creator |
| [02:50.669] | |
| [02:51.003] | Shadows steal the color from the world around |
| [02:54.452] | Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound |
| [02:59.638] | Many times I have sought the sculptor |
| [03:02.750] | The architect of thought |
| [03:04.471] | Always ending at the beginning |
| [03:06.804] | Grasping through the dark |
| [03:08.953] | |
| [04:09.185] | Shadows steal the color from the world around |
| [04:13.184] | Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound |
| [04:18.002] | |
| [04:35.036] | Realizing I had been chasing reflections |
| [04:37.050] | My skin began to glow |
| [04:38.987] | Truth resides in this new realm of light |
| [04:41.471] | I cast no shadow of my own |
| [04:43.916] | Looking down into the dark we realize |
| [04:46.254] | We are our own makers |
| [04:48.336] | Turn and be blinded by |
| [04:50.721] | Your shadow' s creator |
| [04:53.157] | |
| [04:53.509] | Shadows steal the color from the world around |
| [04:57.425] | Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound |
| [05:01.443] | Shadows steal the color from the world around |
| [05:06.926] | Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound |
| [05:10.993] | Within the shifting chamber |
| [00:15.710] | Empty are words that are regurgitated |
| [00:19.067] | From type sanctified |
| [00:22.091] | Tainted is air when you breathe what is spit in your face |
| [00:25.890] | The virus survives |
| [00:27.210] | |
| [00:29.191] | Echoless chamber of your mind |
| [00:35.278] | Unknown to the boundaries that are defined |
| [00:40.767] | |
| [00:43.017] | Enter the echoless chamber |
| [00:45.905] | Deep inside the core |
| [00:48.970] | Enter the echoless chamber |
| [00:52.137] | Where the source is pure |
| [00:56.289] | Descending through the black |
| [01:04.723] | |
| [01:07.443] | Type analyzed without a fleeting notion |
| [01:11.725] | Of what lies inside |
| [01:15.512] | Stamped to be chained and bound by thoughts |
| [01:18.224] | That man has contrived |
| [01:21.162] | |
| [01:22.157] | Enter the echoless chamber |
| [01:25.409] | Deep inside the core |
| [01:28.792] | Enter the echoless chamber |
| [01:32.312] | Where the source is pure |
| [01:34.894] | |
| [01:35.993] | Preconceptions, escape |
| [01:39.664] | Foul taste, spit up, too late |
| [01:41.864] | Disconnected madness |
| [01:46.327] | Persecuted genius |
| [01:49.681] | All your thoughts and actions |
| [01:53.334] | Based of other' s reactions |
| [01:55.973] | |
| [01:56.513] | Echoless chamber of your mind |
| [02:02.961] | Unknown to the boundaries that are defined |
| [02:09.927] | Descending through the black |
| [02:20.574] | |
| [02:32.676] | I awoke to the splashing of footsteps |
| [02:34.876] | Deep underground |
| [02:37.209] | Before my eyes, dark stalagmites formed |
| [02:39.542] | From the dripping sound |
| [02:41.876] | Looking down into the dark we realize |
| [02:44.141] | We are our own makers |
| [02:46.361] | Turn and be blinded by |
| [02:48.543] | Your shadow' s creator |
| [02:50.669] | |
| [02:51.003] | Shadows steal the color from the world around |
| [02:54.452] | Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound |
| [02:59.638] | Many times I have sought the sculptor |
| [03:02.750] | The architect of thought |
| [03:04.471] | Always ending at the beginning |
| [03:06.804] | Grasping through the dark |
| [03:08.953] | |
| [04:09.185] | Shadows steal the color from the world around |
| [04:13.184] | Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound |
| [04:18.002] | |
| [04:35.036] | Realizing I had been chasing reflections |
| [04:37.050] | My skin began to glow |
| [04:38.987] | Truth resides in this new realm of light |
| [04:41.471] | I cast no shadow of my own |
| [04:43.916] | Looking down into the dark we realize |
| [04:46.254] | We are our own makers |
| [04:48.336] | Turn and be blinded by |
| [04:50.721] | Your shadow' s creator |
| [04:53.157] | |
| [04:53.509] | Shadows steal the color from the world around |
| [04:57.425] | Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound |
| [05:01.443] | Shadows steal the color from the world around |
| [05:06.926] | Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound |
| [05:10.993] | Within the shifting chamber |