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Speak, Lower Angels
03:05
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Six moons stood pale, whispering
They spoke of my fate
Life betrayed
Hollow became
Night returned
Innocence succumbed to terminal shame
Death be swift
The world slept below
Slumber crestfallen souls
Cursed awake
There upon a fool’s throne in splendor
The lying ones
They speak of joy and follow dying suns
To a place unsullied
Towards the dawn
And suffer there
I only hear the song
Of an angel unwanted
Six moon stood pale
They laughed of failures
And born from pain
New fury arising
The lying ones
They speak of joy and follow dying suns
To a place unsullied
Towards the dawn
And suffer there
I only hear the song
Of an angel unwanted
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Sky, Sword, and Specter
03:17
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Silence, carving a world
Sculpted of sky and stone
In bleakest grey, painted nightfall
Formless and cold
Stood frail to gaze upon
This creation’s wisdom untold
When all illusions burned away
A truth beyond
Below, a starving creature watch it feed
The darkness binding sets you free
The secrets kept before
Revealed in the galaxies reversed
From the nothing a whisper questioned the worth
Of the lies placed upon you
By the light of dying stars
Spilled the blood
A specter sworn to return
Met with nothing
Still I begged
A truth beyond
Sets you free
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3. |
A Paean (Interlude)
01:38
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4. |
Where Wild Sorrows Grow
04:23
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Rise, to a starless world forlorn
Twisted labyrinth where death would guide me
Of broken soul a wraith reborn
In the dreams of the sleeping void awake
On a path to blissful crucifixion
One thousand rivers from my wounds are flowing
To oceans dead with silence deep with pain
What’s left of the self but a promise broken
And on the shore
The swollen corpse of faith
Raging storm to cleanse to begin again
A grave fit for a memory
Though my memories are but graves themselves
From the soil grew towers
To watch the world in flame
And of its ashes blooming flowers
Arising
Oh spectral serpent sun
Her unblinded wisdom
To the song of the seasons change
I gave it all away
As swift as aeons passings
So too shall be my end
For that I may sleep
Sang the forest, spoke the waves
I’ll remain where wild sorrows grow
To the endless black horizon beyond within
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Upon Stone Los Angeles, California
Wyatt - Drums
Ronny - Lead Guitar
Gage - Guitar
Xavier - Bass / Vocals
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