Anemoia Songtext
von Beriedir

You would think I′d know of nighttime
Met its overwhelming ways
But I have come to terms with stigmas
Of not knowing why I ache
Symphonies of Melancholia
Something Dürer could've drawn
Sehnsucht bastard, traitors my dreams
Missing faces never known

Trying to find my way through streets with no history in them
But with my name drawn on every sign

Longing for the warmth under the lights of a sleeping city
Constant nail in my mind
And I swear, it feels like it is a place I′ve seen before
Or a time spent with faceless ghosts
Blurred icon of a thing that's never been


So it's this how wake dysphoria (dysphoria)
Glorifies our needs in dreams
Escapist my Aletheia (Aletheia)
Was it real or was I not?
Something here reeks of ammonia (ammonia)
Words in corners of the streets
As the organs tune to Gloria (Gloria)
In cathedrals yearning built

Trying to find my way through streets with no history in them
But with my name drawn on every sign

Longing for the warmth under the lights of a sleeping city
Constant nail in my mind
And I swear, it feels like it is a place I′ve seen before
Or a time spent with faceless ghosts
Blurred icon of a thing that′s never been

Longing for warmth in my mind
And I swear it feels like I have seen it before