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The Firmament is Melting
04:48
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[LYRICS]
It's weightless, the gravity of my voice.
All still chained by rules,
even this, unrepresentable without words.
Make it end! Make it end!
Falling!
Let it all rot away,
buried beneath the earth.
Something drags me away.
Searching... me.
Let it all rot away.
It drags me away.
Withering...
Don't leave me here.
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Faint
06:03
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[LYRICS]
My thoughts call me from a distant pain,
asking me where their voice went.
Another mere stroke in the painting of lies
I'm supposed to believe.
I call my thoughts from a distant pain,
yet no one seemed to answer my pleas.
No one was there for nothing ever was.
Hang up the call. Doze off.
Floating, as in a dream,
yet my feet are still chained to the ground.
Long ago the river of time
used to drag me through its waters.
But now, surrounded by an ocean of longing silence,
I don't feel a thing.
Hoped for the tides to pull me under
so I could drown out from this dream.
"Never" whispered the waters of longing silence.
"There's no escape from this."
Floating, as in a dream,
yet my feet are still chained to the ground.
I see someone past the mirror,
someone that's not me.
The ink stains the words as they're written
on the windowpane.
The tides molded the words into one
black gaping hole.
Two eyes watching from the other side
as it swallows me whole.
No one is there for nothing ever was.
Hang up the call.
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[LYRICS]
Did I ever leave this hell?
Did I ever leave this hell?
The clocks, all lie frozen in time
while my face gets older.
The same putrid stench,
while my voice gets smaller.
The same sighing in the dark,
while my flesh rots.
I extinguised
the flames
but I can still see
my skin turn to ash.
I killed
the child inside
but I can still hear
his cries so far away.
Did I ever leave this hell?
I extinguised
the flames
but I can still see
my skin turn to ash.
Dying
a slow death,
cold,
that of decay.
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5. |
Last Night, I Dreamed
06:29
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Irreplaceable
04:28
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[LYRICS]
The colors fade away,
but the memories stay.
So what's a memory
but the fiction we tell ourselves?
Across lavender hills
dancing under the sun.
Through the chill of summer nights,
the moon high above.
My thoughts tend to the marrow
of my existence.
My footsteps, across time,
buried beneath the earth.
The colors fade away,
but the memories stay.
So what's a memory
but the fiction we tell ourselves?
All got lost in the shades
that melted at dusk.
In those last moments,
I reach my hand to the irreplaceable lie.
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7. |
Garden of Silence
07:07
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[LYRICS]
Dew, so still, laid over the greens.
Each leaf, a tear. Each tear, a sky.
Breath in, breath out.
A black figure appeared, her gown woven in the darkest silk.
Extended her arms to the skies and took the sun away.
Cold is the night.
Millions of lights.
Could they be giant spheres of fire,
whose warmth won't reach me?
Could they be lighthouses,
whose light won't guide me?
So cold is the night.
Long ago, on a night like this,
a speck of light split the firmament.
I wished for spring to remain eternal.
Its scent and gleam,
reflections of our dreams, infinite.
The night sky melts over me.
Pouring its blood of molten light,
covering the land.
The specks of golden dew, like tears,
descend one by one,
eventually lost in the mud below.
Breath in, breath out.
Infancy's glow will always be found
on the eyes of the departed,
but what about those
not alive nor dead.
Their shadows, pallbearers
of their hollow minds,
buried under hatred and sorrow,
pain and despair.
Like ash they roam the earth,
blown by a whisper.
Like stars they roam the night,
so distant their warmth.
"Ha pasado tanto desde la última vez
y tantas, tantas cosas han cambiado y...
supongo que otras no.
Mira arriba, a la noche.
Si viéramos una estrella fugaz,
¿qué deseo pedirías?
Sí... sí, sé que no va a hacer que se cumpla,
pero si fuera real,
¿qué deseo pedirías?"
Let's pretend
just for a moment
dreams do come to be.
Look up at the blackness and scream,
scream into the abyss above
what you want your last wish to be.
Let it be carried by the breeze.
Lost past the blue of unarriving dawn.
But now sorrow has muted my words.
Only pain lingers.
Embraced by the hoarfrost night,
only pain lingers.
If I could go back
to those bygone days,
I'd wish for shooting stars
to disappear forever.
I'd steal the stars one by one
until there's nothing left
but the blackest of seas.
I'd roam through its waters,
I'd soak in its silence,
I'd sleep under its muted scream.
I'd fade into nothingness
as the sun once did.
If I could go back
to those bygone days,
I'd wish for shooting stars
to disappear.
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Last night I came across
a gathering of lost memories.
Like specks of light,
taking each other's warmth,
wandering the cold.
I tried to reach them
but a chill went down my spine.
I really tried.
Can't really say why.
No one spoke my name and yet, I cried.
I really tried.
No one spoke my name and yet, I cried.
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Hoarfrost Sky Madrid, Spain
Underneath the snow, life and death decay, drifting within the cold flames of oblivion. The only that remains is a hoarfrost sky, untarnished by time.
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