Lyrics: Be not where you lay lest the bond be broken Vanish where you stay Timeless in the well lest the song is spoken Over for the sell Eye of the cold Will scald in the fold Higher than low Dripping from the scene lest the scalding ocean Is drowning all the trees Time to fall this cell Know the name of harrowed With it you will do well The crane that only felt was never seen as spoken Its vanished from my self The tame you would arise Formulate the harrowed Vanish in the I Vanish in the eyes Vanish from the sky The stain that only sees Crawl like rain Is only led through harrowed For disdain When practiced at the dream When nothing left to see Nought to feign Call the name upon this floor Nor to drain Know that is more And opened in the shallows None for sane When nothing could be more When nothing could be more Burn the core You see the final shore From before Bleed beyond pour Last of lore Drip up on the floor Seen as more Vanish for the more Told it well Called beyond the well The tore the shell Led beyond the chill When nothing held Stone the moon as well But something fell For which you could have found --------- PART 3: Float the moon as well… Flow the moon as well… All who strayed beyond the shadows have nothing to disdain All that soared away from reason were held aloft in sway All that’s widening the narrows will crumble to decay Lie of the sold Would warm in the cold Desire will hold IF THE MOTION LIED AND LIGHT HAD FROZE MIGHT OF THE FEVER HOLD MY EYES TO KNOW Dry the waves Anchor ice Mirror reaper Arrowed eyes AN ICE OF PIECES OF WHAT WAS ONCE THERE, THE SKIN OF BEING FLAYED AS THOUGH THE AIR Dry the land Anchor sand Mirror reaper Gallows stand Slow the heart Still the tide Sink the heavens From the sky All that laid upon this hallowed yet crumbling domain All who strayed beyond the shadows have nothing to disdain This cycle thus froze When seeking all repose The thawing of peace Drips backward to the freeze Now motion lies still With nought left for the kill A fever long boiled And venom to recoil The pendulum slows Then stilled under the cold In absence he flies In presence we will writhe
Evening.... a bottle of wine.... editing my sad cemetary photography... this beautiful piece of music in repeat mode.... I will sleep calmly and very well this night....
Added this to my work ambience playlist. Great idea
That's my favourite part as well. Not to mention that the whole opus is absolute masterpiece.
Lyrics:
Be not where you lay lest the bond be broken
Vanish where you stay
Timeless in the well lest the song is spoken
Over for the sell
Eye of the cold
Will scald in the fold
Higher than low
Dripping from the scene lest the scalding ocean
Is drowning all the trees
Time to fall this cell
Know the name of harrowed
With it you will do well
The crane that only felt was never seen as spoken
Its vanished from my self
The tame you would arise
Formulate the harrowed
Vanish in the I
Vanish in the eyes
Vanish from the sky
The stain that only sees
Crawl like rain
Is only led through harrowed
For disdain
When practiced at the dream
When nothing left to see
Nought to feign
Call the name upon this floor
Nor to drain
Know that is more
And opened in the shallows
None for sane
When nothing could be more
When nothing could be more
Burn the core
You see the final shore
From before
Bleed beyond pour
Last of lore
Drip up on the floor
Seen as more
Vanish for the more
Told it well
Called beyond the well
The tore the shell
Led beyond the chill
When nothing held
Stone the moon as well
But something fell
For which you could have found
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PART 3:
Float the moon as well…
Flow the moon as well…
All who strayed beyond the shadows have nothing to disdain
All that soared away from reason were held aloft in sway
All that’s widening the narrows will crumble to decay
Lie of the sold
Would warm in the cold
Desire will hold
IF THE MOTION
LIED AND LIGHT HAD FROZE
MIGHT OF THE FEVER
HOLD MY EYES TO KNOW
Dry the waves
Anchor ice
Mirror reaper
Arrowed eyes
AN ICE OF PIECES
OF WHAT WAS ONCE THERE,
THE SKIN OF BEING
FLAYED AS THOUGH
THE AIR
Dry the land
Anchor sand
Mirror reaper
Gallows stand
Slow the heart
Still the tide
Sink the heavens
From the sky
All that laid upon this hallowed yet crumbling domain
All who strayed beyond the shadows have nothing to disdain
This cycle thus froze
When seeking all repose
The thawing of peace
Drips backward to the freeze
Now motion lies still
With nought left for the kill
A fever long boiled
And venom to recoil
The pendulum slows
Then stilled under the cold
In absence he flies
In presence we will writhe
thanks
Evening.... a bottle of wine.... editing my sad cemetary photography... this beautiful piece of music in repeat mode.... I will sleep calmly and very well this night....