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Tread Softly
05:53
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Those with heavy limbs,
Heavy limbs and wretched feet,
Got nothing on me as they walk into the street.
Forests! Phantoms! Unveiled at last,
Screaming the mantras
Condemned to the past
Condemned to the past
The past.
Because I'm searching for something
Something that's not, that isn't nothing
And I'm desperately clutching for what
What we lost
I know you saw it too, they marched along side of you,
I know you felt it too, their ignorance burned inside of you;
Their anger
Of promises lost
Your anger
At promises lost
Because you're searching for something
Something that's not, that isn't nothing
And you're desperately clutching for what
What we lost
What we lost
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2. |
Ankh I
05:24
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But Already punished by the flood
Our teachers lie,
Broken down,
Where you choked them with
their crowns.
And now, now I see
One man broken
One man breaking;
The broken redeemed
and the breaker
The breaker fading
The breaker fading
Once again I stand by,
As memories flock to prayers of incidence
Against cold indifference
Like ashes
To succumb
To the sea...
If all is one and one is all,
If I am you, and you are me
Then I can find some solace
In happy memory
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3. |
In Solace
05:38
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It's warm here but I don't, I don't feel at home
Feel at home
Take a seat all the same, make the place your own
Destroy everything
(I don't know why we are here now)
Everything
(It's time to let me know now)
Every fucking thing
It's warm here but I don't, I don't feel at home
Feel at home
In solace solitary, I feel it grow
Feel it grow
Destroy everything
(I don't know why we are here now)
Everything
(It's time to let me know now)
Every fucking thing
It's not so hard to
Push back into
The cold to
Embrace the rush to
Make the place your own and
Feel it taking hold
Make the place your own
Feel it taking hold
To make the place your own
Feel it take control
Take control
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4. |
Helios
02:34
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A new dawn, tugging at the roots
With rosy fingers and a shimmering haze
Shine upon men and deathless gods
Elucidate their timeless thoughts,
Contemplate staying the course
Re-igniting that which is lost
Picture this; a perfect present tense -
An antidote to the moment that circumvents
The push and the pull
Of cold,
Cold,
Cold,
Silence...
The two are separate, the two the the same,
Are the same....
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