Point counterpoint. The descending line, the human race's spiritual umbilical cord. Path of the dead, the light at the end of the tunnel. A compost heap, nature's futile upkeep.
protectors of forbidden places keepers of the watch. seeing those enslavened faces withered souls forgotton lives. atop the perch a silent throne the vindicating eyes.
Dawning sky a day so dreary. seeing faithful weak and weary. wanting so much more than is had. to give up anything in trade. temptation flirts about you.
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Almost the season a time of prophecy for those who know. almost the reason why the voices of the dead come known. a gnawing in torment divided by the polarizing line.
The ancient parchment, unrolled before me. Hands of unseen pull in greed. Calmly, opened up before me. Nurturing a burning need. Once a dream I know the moment.
(Kilfelt). Guilty of a common sin. Destruction marks our path. Bloodshed of the fallen victor. Genocide befits the wrath. A reason seems so hard to find.
A frightening scream pierces the night. A deliverance of an oppressive plight. Terror engulfs satanic life. A suffering of eternal strife. . Attack is before you, pray a light might guide you.
Hidden in the magic darkness befriended by the night. Lies the war torn ravaged victim treason complete a new order arrives. Pain the trouble drone infests ever-lasting night befalls revolt.
Allegiance to none, yet nowhere to stand. Time has come to fight or die. enter the arena coliseum of the beast. the hunter the hunted carnage for the feast.
The plan we have is all wrong. Are we still here or are we gone. No one explains us the world. Will we be lost when we have won. . Where do we go. Where are we from.
You feel so alive. The whole world feels alike. Don't fear to realize. That everything's alright. . And we see clocks tick time / see clocks tick time away.
Tear down the bridges. Drain all the rivers. Burn down the town hall. There are no winners. . Reload the weapons. Sharpen the scissors. Cut off the fetters.
There's an empty hourglass. Full of questions never asked. How much time has been elapsed. Since the day the earth collapsed. How much time has been elapsed.
I see a sound. Breathing silence. I'm touching the air. Feeling guidance. Guidance. . The distance is near. To scream the end. The world disappears. My only friend.
Your story's told. The lights are out. We all get old beneath the ground. . The shock sets in. You wave goodbye. You feel too dead to be alive. . Most times we're dead forever.
Wastelands of light. In the dark. Children of time. Torn apart. . So lost and incomplete. A missing puzzle piece. Life of a broken heart. An abstract piece of modern art.
We all live for beginnings. And strive for happy endings. But no one sees through the curtain. Till now nothing was certain. . We shout out from the rooftops.
Follow the path. To where no one's ever been. Don't turn around. Until you reach the end. Across the sea. And beyond the distant lands. The world awaits.
Million lights all washed away. Empty space in all its grace. Endlessness is here to stay. Endlessness won't wash away. . Endlessness is here to stay.