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The Reaping Wheel
04:00
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Some instinct drawing me to go home
some thought compelling thee to now roam
some factions find their trappings too cumbersome
some souls seeking solace in tropes
Am I the waiting one, under a fading sun?
On the reaping wheel
under the reaping wheel
On the reaping wheel
under the reaping wheel
Have I gone again?
Our dear son
Beholden in a vacuous field
beholden to a rotating wheel
verboten judgement falls to the pale ones
Transparents suffer under stabile
Am I the waiting one, under a fading sun?
On the reaping wheel
under the reaping wheel
On the reaping wheel
under the reaping wheel
Have I gone again?
Our dear son
A painted sky opens to an endless flight
that aches for the night, and I roam again
and we roam again
As a failing globe aches below my home, I fear
And I roam again
yes and we we roam again
as a fading globe cries our name, reborn of sin
On the reaping wheel
under the reaping wheel
On the reaping wheel
under the reaping wheel
Have I gone again?
Our dear son
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The Tempest
03:22
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And in the swirl of winds that you've waited for
and in your roiling tempest of faith
I lay here doused in shades of failing choices of-
a path that beckons what's above
And from the highest peak am I calling out
faint echoes dying out in the wind
This distance meting out a righteous end
Staunch faith devouring of our sin
Here in this swirl of winds we've waited for
Here in our roiling tempest of faith
We lay here doused in shades of failing echoes of-
a path that beckons what's to come
Am I waking here alone again?
These torches stayed alight through the storm, my doe
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Even if you'd weep
even if you fear the end
even if you see
even if you speak of sin
Even as we dream
even if we'd flee from bliss
even as we rise again
Embrace me, dawn's sweet grace please
breathe the air you'd want to sow
This satiating flame is radiating from your soul
Even if we break
even if it fades away
even if we cry
even if we cede the ends
Even if we stay
even if they try to kill
even as we rise again
Embrace me, dawn's sweet grace please
breathe the air you'd want to sow
This satiating flame is radiating from your soul
Now the moon it cycles full
As the nightingale calls
and the dusk it beckons all
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4. |
Iliad
03:12
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Trudged through the earth, tangles of vine
Bleak repetition dulling their mind
Trials of will, villains to shake
A trail of tumult left in their wake
On the edge of fall, there stood the wounded ones;
unknowing figures guided by fate
On the edge of fall, there stood the wounded ones
Waiting, bracing for a lilting call
Forced from the filth, undaunted still
some pull irrational of their will
(Yet) some senses here, lay undefined
Gaze toward their mirrors for what they find
On the edge of fall, there stood the wounded ones;
unknowing figures guided by fate
On the edge of fall, there stood the wounded ones
Waiting, bracing for a lilting call
This blessed decade sounds of deliverance
This secret turmoil had has delivered them to us
From base antagonist
From the abyss
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5. |
In the Wicked Hours
03:19
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So alone, indisposed
inconsolable, in refrain
So alone, lost and cold
hang in the solitude of this space
Feel the broken panes
shards of indifference
teeth gnash and knuckles white
this blood displaced
In the wicked hours
in the wicked hours
beyond the waking world calls the fool
All alone, soul exposed
count the open wounds that remain
all alone, none to hold
grasping at frozen spires of the rain
Feel the broken panes
shards of indifference
teeth gnash and knuckles white
this blood displaced
In the wicked hours
in the wicked hours
beyond the waking world calls the fool
Stark years, last call
red fear does fall
lost in the wicked world
to be afraid of what we are
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6. |
Cult Parade
03:16
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Some structures failing all in my world
Some creatures feeding off of my worth
Some masquerading thoughts in my mind
Some cult parading off with my heart of hearts
Feel the earth decay. Feel the fading gray
Feel the blessed rain, and the coarse restraint
Feel the birth of day, never to betray
You feel the rain
You feel the frost
This cult parade we've known is lost
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Convergence
03:23
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As the walls be razed, as they dissolve
Gaze beyond the past, as we recall
Illusions masked in this lie we call time
Constructs of man be damned
A cage of swords confines
To find where we belong in this overland
This landscape, ever fraught, erodes
A sojourn ever wrought
no breach for escape
Rise now, together, rapt as we roam
To emerge unscathed, with keen resolve
To converge in grace, do souls evolve?
Confusion is a chasm dark, from which we climb
Parameters long held, lay undefined
To find where we belong in this overland
This landscape, ever fraught, erodes
A sojourn ever wrought
no breach for escape
Rise now, together, rapt as we roam
We see the night as it is, and the day that follows
here we've tapped the sphere again-
to lift those that may wallow, alone.
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Hinterland
03:40
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Beyond the endless fields of cold rain
aches there seething flats of the plane
rife all with scattering beasts on the basin floor
beware the wandering soul gone off [that meanders]
Stark thoughts of nothingness fill the air
Leave the night to tend to itself
Watch now the meadows fill
See now the creatures kill
In the fiery glade, falls fast a hungry blade
War and strife unseen by the naked eye
to behold, untold
out in the Hinterland, the meek and frail withstand
not ours to make sense of, stir there the bloodied ones
of the scared and scathed
of the lost brigade
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9. |
Queen of Swords
03:14
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False hate debates to loss
Foretold, abhor, for naught
War-torn and suffering disdain
forlorn subordinates remain
Falling from this place, a five of wands displaced
conflict endeavored for the queen of swords
Marching from disgrace, from this deceitful race
I claim forever as our own tonight
And I'm no innocent
I am no innocent
but I am no innocent and I,
I claim no innocence
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10. |
Everything as it's Been
03:33
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This fading, this breaking facade
this sinking, this reeling portends
Still breathing, further reaching out for the faith
Unyielding portrayals of grace
Till the end of days
and defeating ways
All the blessings stay
All the walls do break
Blistered skin, heaven sent, hover above the fray
(As we} start seeing everything as it's been
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11. |
A Fine Descent
04:20
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Rise from the punishment, amidst the aid that's lent
Foul deeds may go unkept, as soon as those well-meant
Now steel away with hopes for the eventide
Now steal the grail of the saints whom abide in kind
Kneel and pray for the lost, along the way
We've fallen far from grace in a fine descent
lost in our time of need as they raze the faults of the heretic
We've fallen fast from grace without blind repent
Lost in our time of need as they raise a past long inherited
Bleed in kind today. Feed the maw that bites.
Man's law, God's world-
now where does your oath lie?
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