Epica:Unleashed

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“Unleashed”
Artist: Epica
Albums: Design Your Universe (2009)








Declining, all colour fading
Defining, time coming for me
Rescinding, my inspiration
Receding consciousness


Back in the day I can recall that
My thoughts were outstanding and sage
There was no black
Staining the walls of my memories

Now there's a haze pushing me sideways
And leaving me nothing to gain
Taking me back
Locking me cold in disparity

Where was I meant to be?
I feel I'm lost in a dream
Long for the day I can be myself

When I'm free
When my sun has set
Release my soul forever
I'll have no regret
To be free
I'll exist again
No more lost endeavours
Nothing to contend
When I'm free

Color declines, all that defines me
Is falling away far behind
Nothing to keep me with the time
The here and now

Where am I meant to be
I feel I'm lost in a dream
Yearning again only to be myself

When I'm free
When my sun has set
Release my soul forever
I'll have no regret
To be free
I'll exist again
No more lost endeavours
Nothing to contend
When I'm free

Cure me, free me, help me, see me
No more worry, no more losing
Save me, near me, help me, hear me
No more heartache, no misery
Cure me, free me, help me, see me
No more worry, no agony
Save me, near me, help me, hear me
No more heartache, no despairing
Cure me, free me, help me, see me
No more worry, no repairing


Freedom for me
Is all I'm really wanting, needing
Give me power to break out
I can't hold on for any longer
My time has come to end it all

No one to blame
Fate's only random
It's nothing we'll ever explain
So it remains

Where was I meant to be
I feel I'm lost in a dream
Long for the day
I can be myself free

When will I be unleashed
It's not the way it should be
Yearning again only to be myself

Free when my sun has set
Release my soul forever
I'll have no regret
To be free
I'll exist again
No more lost endeavours
Nothing to contend
When I'm free

Time is just a concept
And always the first thing to fade
Agony and weakness
Nothing we can ever evade
Years are cruel, they break us
Bringing on decay and despair (We despair)
Awareness and perception
Something we can never repair (No repair)