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We speak like Seraph
Dreaming with the angels
This is the root of all creation
These memories
All the still points of a turning world
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Sewn Shut
06:09
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Sit there as inanimate as stone
A tornado of dreams circle the room,
My hands grow tired of holding my head
These thoughts, these burdens…
They’re becoming so heavy.
Please tell you’re in a better place
Please tell me that you’re ok.
There is no describing the sorrow that grips me.
Please take my hand, tell me you can hear these words.
Coma responds, she says…
“Today is his day and nothing will be held back”.
Thoughts of you illuminate the sky so bright
Memories fly on the backs of eagles through the clouds,
I feel their wings so painfully in my heart.
The storm crashes through the walls,
The collapse begins…
I feel the wind as it rushes through my body,
Ripping me apart.
Daylight dies.
The setting sun cascades across your sewn shut eyelids.
The warm crisp air, rolls across your tired face.
Float above these clouds of melancholy,
Ill wait here for you, in the never ending rain.
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3. |
Permafrost
02:54
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So it all comes down to this
The needle hits the water
The moon reflects
Clarity (aqueous breath)
Mirrors replay the past
Colors of change permeates fall wind,
With death comes progression,
an idea learned and a life lesson.
This cycle rotates with such fluidity,
Winter Brings Change:
Perpetual motion, a never ending frost.
a vision, a process.
I will never break free from this cycle,
As flesh decays, Thought blooms.
Death brings loss, spring becomes
Death breeds solace, liquid is born.
Were all part of this cycle,
We all have our place.
When The needle hits the water,
We will all become waves.
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4. |
Fractured Sky
01:01
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Instrumental
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I’ve never felt so alive,
This plane becomes so real,
The world becomes so clear.
I feel every inch of this moment
As it slips its gown over my body,
The intricacies in the stitching caress my skin.
Silk comfort warms my soul.
It is here, in this place,
That I am truly at peace.
This time, this space,
So temporary ,
So eternal.
Memories evaporate ,
The atmosphere casts us apart.
I feel this connection,
As it raises my hairs
And grips my mind…
Fibers connect us,
Streaming through the sky.
Sunlight shines through the branches,
Life crystallizes into something more permanent.
It is through these roots,
Through these crystalline leaves,
That our love flourishes.
From temporary,
To eternal.
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The Seed...
04:47
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With the wind at our backs
The light guides us
We become the water beneath the earth
The needles connect our hearts and minds
We become the roots of the tree
Together we flourish
The anchors beneath our eyes
Grace above the earth
They are weightless
Like the relics of ghosts
Our dead statues decay
Our cancers are cured
The scars disappear
The sunlight blooms
Glass pedals rise from the topsoil
Reflecting the joy in our hearts
We are the end of the leaf
Living in a sunset we will never see
This gift is given
The seed is planted
The albatross is set free
Finally free
We fly away
Gracing the skyline with tortured wings
We carry the wind away
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7. |
...The Shell
04:42
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My old friend
You've been gone for years
Your cadaver walks the earth
But your soul is nowhere near
We're told to live for what's next
And not look to the past
But some days I wish to regress
To the place that is held so precious
Where the weight of the world
Was merely a feather in the wind
Where the friendship that we felt
Bonded us through thick and thin
Those days are dead and gone
Merely a tangent in my tired mind
For with age, we wither away
Times change and the clocks kill the days
As each second fades your dead presence bears the name
Of a man once whole whose heart has changed
You are the empty shell that stands before me
I saw your future drift away with stars so bright
They still shine today
I hate the person you've become
I hate myself for letting you down
I can only hope in the next life we connect
Where the shell and the seed intersect
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Crossroads
04:03
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This is a promise for all my own.
I will never allow myself to fall through the cracks again.
The walls that surrounded me,
Could have been the death of me.
I have come to the crossroads…
I have taken the easy path before,
And to this day I still regret it.
To think of what I may have been,
It is the golden shadow that will never leave me.
We are the architects of our actions
And we all must live with our choices.
This life, it chose me,
And now it’s time for me to live for myself
And let all the hatred go,
To let go of everything I have ever known
I have lived my life never knowing what my purpose is,
But here at the crossroads I finally know who I am.
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9. |
The Pillars of Creation
02:30
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Intrumental
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10. |
The Event Horizon
06:10
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I am the observer,
Watching the transformations of life.
Endless cycles of growth and decay,
This space is an infinite prison
Filled with energy and time
I’ve seen life and what it has become,
A permanent dance of death and birth.
An eternal struggle to survive another day
A fruitless endeavor…
Tomorrow holds no hope for life while there
Is a void tearing through the stars
And stale free fall.
Energy rips through space
At speeds I cannot fathom
Time has become a weight
To which space cant contain
My tenure is over
I see the mass looming in the distance
Like an ominous force of freedom
The black hole is upon us.
Life slowly vanishes as I release
Time from this prison and welcome the tidal forces.
Rays of light evaporate my surroundings
I feel the heat like a subtle frost
As it kisses my fingertips
I pass the point of no return
As my skin dissolves,
I feel my memories,
My pain and my joy disappear.
My body is stretching in a radial motion
My physical form disintegrates
My final thought
Is to praise this fate
I am finally free
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