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Evening View
04:17
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This night, the children of comfortable ignorance
Sleep softly in beds of the silently slain
The lapping of those ancient tongues
Upon ankles of the younger ones
Reaching up like the fires in the skies
The weight of the world is too much for even itself
What might rise from the ashes of a cave-in?
Great mass form like that on a holy day
Great mass more like that of a cancer in the land
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Dominion of Summer
16:13
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Wake my precious child, wake up
Your eyes move not to the rising light of the gods
Nor to the sound of the quiet morn
Nor to the sting of desperate hand
Nor to the cries of those you've loved
Perhaps my figure haunts your sleep
A voice in the threshold of a dream
City bound in the early rays
I'd carry you to the end of days
When will help seek as it is sought
Love so easy must be similarly lost
Screeching halt across burning earth
Where a wall of bodies stands before
The visage of those beloved ones
An expressionless march towards the son
City bound in the early rays
I'd carry you to the end of days
The silent sounds of Summer
Dance across canals
The silent songs of Summer
Call you back sleep
The silent sounds of Summer
Sit still no longer
When I reach the fading city lights
Child, your breath is slowing...
Cresting the final peak
The cities once stood are naught
An open pit of darkness
A piercing halt does not stop
And we're falling forward
And the pulse of another received
And this pulse of energy surrounds
What awaits after the fall?
Drowning in the darkness with you
Like hands clenching on the throat
Of my personal divinity
How do you feel, my child, if at all?
Inward bound in the fading rays
I'd carry you to the end of days
When will help seek as it is sought
Love so easy must be similarly lost
Child, your breath is slowing...
All the while my fear is growing
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3. |
Immanence
07:21
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Your mind dropping faster than body
The fallen leaf splits
And strews its lifesblood across
Some part of the endless fields
Of an early dew
As its corpse rots away
In the blistering sun
And the barren wind discards you
As the ashes beneath the fire
I am a god before the life that you belittle
In prisons you've formed of body and blood
With the seasons, and the wild, rend your flesh before you
Mind is free to wonder in solitude
The material shall be desecrated no longer
Mighty is the current of darkness
Silently an eternity goes by
Of utter madness
Falling faster, was that a year or a second?
Testimony of the energy in your ghastly eyes
Soulless journey this should be called
Death has robbed a conscious voltage
Life as known cannot function
(We will know)
Death of soul
(Disappear)
Like the sensation of physical
(We will know)
Death of soul
(We will know)
Humanity slipping further away
Perspective expand and new freedom will come
To the senses of this wandering core
Of post-human intellect journeying
With no predecided purpose
Free to decide
What rights are wrong
Feel one, feel endless
You'll traverse
Float through a neon
Colored world
Cross beyond matter
Drawn to form
Inside
Inside me
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4. |
Eigengrau
05:27
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Free to decide
What rights are wrong
Feel one, feel endless
You'll traverse
A chill that shelters my mind
A sudden rush
None left to doubt again
I don't feel that love anymore
While floating through
A neon colored world
Free to decide
What rights are wrong
Feel one, feel endless
You'll traverse
Inside
All walls climb towards the center
Voice, calling on the name
It's just a cold grave
All along it seems that we were astral
Walls climbing in the east
The womb that shapes us here
The design is only natural
And this time I see
You were all so mundane
We'll match the colors
Of its dull and broken wings
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5. |
Dozing in the Riptide
05:56
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No, this is not the end
There was love
And passion
And fire
Purged in the void of summer
Yet remembrance comes...
It wasn't just the sensation of knowing
But the very essence of you
The continuance of my blood
As breathing proof that we're never dying
Just moving through the cycle
Called through the dark
Falling into remembrance
Familiar smile
See, it's been far, far too long
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Sentience
08:35
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Now it seems that I can shape my own world
Sprawling dust gathers meaning from the sentient one
So slide back
Your privilege is nothing
Yet everything in the wake
Of those glistening eyes
Look at yourselves
All that you can be is before your eyes
Look in yourselves
All that you can be is within the mind
Now it seems that I can shape my own world
Sprawling dust gathers meaning from the sentient one
And we'll re-unite in the dark
For my time here is done
Sentience
Control
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