HORD The Grand Expedition lyrics

After all those years of wandering, After going round the world / I¢m still following in a ghost humanity tracks / In this valley of dying stars / I¢m ruining myself on this broken jaw of our lost kingdoms / Sightless, shapeless / Monsters¢ voices coming out the soil / Auditory, olfactory, tactil, taste and visual hallucinations / Blurred reality, zero-gravity, this no-man¢s land is a deadlock / Here on the road / I¢m walking dead in a film without scenario

I¢m that “shape without form, shade without colour / Paralysed force, gesture without motion”

I¢m no longer even a presence / I¢m the shade of nothing / This semblance of life underneath my eyes / Is the last ghost of an extinct humanity / This vision of paradise can¢t be here into my eyes / All this decor is a fake or a liar / This piece of Eden can¢t be a part of my burden / This whole repeated performance was to make me believe that I¢m back to square one / But it¢s just an illusion / On the road again / I¢m walking dead in a film without scenario

I¢m that “shape without form, shade without colour / Paralysed force, gesture without motion”

If only I was someone I would feel myself / I don¢t even know my name and the Where of my origin / I¢m growing away from you


I¢m on the road but I can¢t explain the how and why of it / The meaning of this life is still going away from me / While death is so close to me / I do not hope to hope again that I could understand the essence of my loneliness / I walk alone through burned sensations / The entire world escapes me / Why should I mourn the loss of my faith in a happy ending

I do not hope to turn the page again of this tragic story / Oh I don¢t even know my name / How I could understand the essence of my loneliness / Where are the people who saved my life / And abandoned me in this oblivion / Where is civilisation / What are these empty places / These devasted lands / I can¢t say anything or put a word on things / I feel so lonely in my waste world

Yeah, all is so confused in my head / I couldn¢t face the essence of my loneliness / I do not hope to turn the page again on this tragic story / Yeah if ony my heart were stone I would kiss my fate / But lips that would kiss form prayers to the broken stone / Please take me / Please bury me / My broken bones / The broken stones / This land is my Bruges-la-Morte / I¢m walking dead through this charred land / But I don¢t know where to go / There is no scenario / I regain my strength I breathe / I regain consciousness / I travelled too far and take too much time to come back home / Come back to my fragile life / “I could not speak and my eyes failed / I was neither living nor dead”