It comes from all we're giving. In seemingly endless supply. As signals cross defiantly. Into this volatile mix we charge. And the stubborn mind repeats.
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I grant to you. No privilege of person. No sense of self. A denial of choice. It wants out. So from all the little bits and pieces. A simple case of lost and found.
There is a silent man in a tower. Mute in a blinded world. Yet words dance on virgin lips. Freezing the winds of blood. . Clad in layers of darkest velvet.
Seen through these dreamless eyes. Blind buildings startle the sky. Silhouettes as the dividing world. Guarding the eternal secret. Where is the flame towards you.
Dreamt up a new word today. With my ignorance I gave it meaning. Who was I to know. To say it is to know it. To hear it is to believe, is to believe. .
This is a ghost town. Alive with the echoes of failures fled. Lit up by shining faces. That parade these streets. What used to be. Of humility is gone.
voice of the shadow of beauty - sung by Anders Fridèn. /voice of the shadow of darkness/ - sung by Mikael Stanne. . shadows play. in my wilderness' mindscape.
Cast out from a world of selfdeceit. in senseless fear of denial. . Forgive the others indifference. and on paths of wisdom trait. In grief thou shalt not wander.
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Force it to begin. Spark the flame. To firebursting sin. Doctrine denied. Over and over again. Keeping death of all things private. Expose this failed creation.
A shimmertrace of divinity lost. in the beckoning midnight vault. (We are) lulled within the wake. of a cold November's nightfall. Nightfall.... A communion of life and eternity,.
Labyrinth of time.... Mine alone for now and ever more. (I'm all alone...). . ...and I flew. above sepulchral monoliths,. nebulously dancing beneath the dew.
All is not been broken. On streets I dare not walk. Freedom is an illusion. I build my fences high. If there was something out there. I've learned not to expect.
Beautiful, oh web of stars. that looms amid the sons of Earth. Enfolds me in thine sylvan arms. that unity's vehement charms. befalls a weary son of Earth.
Inside the particle storm. Where clouds of napalm shimmer. With the promise of one final dawn. . Inside the particle bliss. Where ages collide into nothingness.
Like lust has yet to fail me. No power to subside. My instincts never broken. This downfall so close at hand. . The thing that scares me most. Is the fear I see in others.
I think I just forgot. To pick up the shells. From my recent discharge. And you took the blame. Explanations falter. To ears fallen deaf. Wherever I go I get lost.
What night never abandoned. In shallow darkness dwell. The evidence in pools of black. Light cannot penetrate, light cannot penetrate. . Have you come for my forgiveness.
Force of anger, Mordant senseless wrath. Manifold is the Terminus of oneself. Invocate ye lord of the Left-behinds. Preserve a seat for the weakened minds.