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Cathedral
08:02
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Wandered the globe around,
But never seen such grace,
Got cut off my guard,
To contemplate and stay.
Marble dignity,
Not carved but born from stone,
In a pale cold hour,
Moments before the dawn.
With little lamp I walk
Through majestic nave
In astonishing calm,
That echoes in my steps.
In coma we dwell,
Away from light,
Awake in its presence,
Blind.
Faces of ivory,
On ever-present mass,
But hearts are beating,
In post-organic chests.
The sleep of sanity,
A twisted, thrilling plan,
Made by unknown,
A seed you keep in hand.
And altar of granite,
Upon which the look,
And voices that entreat you,
Wield your faith and stay.
The sun has risen,
Sequence activates,
Now I realize,
It has always been this way.
Now I’m one of them,
A column in the light,
The forest of cathedral,
In never ending growth.
Awaiting the architect.
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Forest of Twilight
07:03
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Through the memory leads a narrow path.
Passing through the gardens and the gate of mists.
Back to this forest of forever trapped sun.
Once again I find myself following the last dim light.
A misty moor covered with shadows.
My steps so silent heard by noone alive.
I should feel complete now: scorn towards the foolish past.
Traded dreams for insight and gained nothing in return.
Everything I was - everything I had
Buried deep beneath roots of oldest trees.
All this only mine - yet I find myself again
Hiding from the sight of this cursed world.
Bathed in starshine - once upon a time.
Eternal spring of joy, laughs and the warm light.
As the fire slowly fades - ashes in my hands.
Through this forest of twilight I go - through this fading life.
Done with everything - yet still wandering.
Have I lost my purpose - or have I never found?
Lifeless mass of trees, dead phosphorescent light.
Dream of a hollow life. Life that we all share.
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Spectral Blue Noon
04:07
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Grey foundations of stone
Scant traces, ancient codes
On which we'll build our own
Morally fueled world.
Rigid man
But lost and scared
A void to fill with dreams
Open hand
Extended and prepared
A birth of new mystique.
I have been disconnected from
Everything I have loved
Lost meanings, silenced dreams
Evershifting in disease
Of the mind
My place of solace broken
The structure given to support a man
True faith brings true pain.
No lies, but laws
New guides, old gods
Tower of brightness
Born from weathered stone
From weathered stone.
A flock will know its shepherd
A man will take our will
Illuminate, eliminate
A flock with know its shepherd
A man will lose its sin
Illuminate, eliminate.
And like all those before us
Who challenged the nature of man
We'll see our world comes crumbling
And turns right back to stone.
The pattern of fools has been
Repeated all over again
Unable to learn from the present
Unable to learn from the past.
Knowing it's all the same
Knowing we do it in vain
Knowing it's all the same
Yet carrying a bitter hope.
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backbone Warsaw, Poland
Warsaw band formed in late 2012, coming with an unusual mixture of post, doom and atmospheric metal.
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