The name Mind.in.a.box might sound like a poor imitation of Cut.rate.box, but this German debutant sounds different. Dark, epic song structures and peculiar, processed vocals mixed with techno rhythms is what this is all about. Some futurepop element...  
     
   
 
   
 
 
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- Glory Days -

When metal cleaves bone.
When hope is left alone.
It's not pain that I fear.
Nor the head of the spear.
It's the shadows of the mind.
It's the closed vision-blind.

In those moments I run.
Like a waiting trap, sprung.
Like a bullet shot, stung.
In those moments I run.

When no treasure is secure.
When the malady has no cure.
It's not danger that I fear.
Nor the whispering ear.
It's the lack of a lasting future.
It's the never-healing suture.

In those moments I run.
Like the horizon chasing sight.
Like dusk chasing daylight.
In those moments I run.

When words have no sense.
When belief has no evidence.
It's not others that I fear.
Nor the smile and the tear.
It's the pure unfiltered insanity.
It's the beast called humanity.

In those moments I run.
Like the sane man I am.
Like the lion from the lamb.
In those moments I run.
Glory Days
 
   
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