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Voices conceal
The painful desires
Once you’ve stopped caring
And feeling secure
Not thinking it’s real, no more
When I lie among the ashes
Dreaming of eternal life
My hours fade into the past
What I had was so beautiful
Fragments and flashes, again
Drag us all
To a world of silent dark seas
Unready to fall
We’ve clung to our far distant voices
Voices reveal
A different anxiety
A joyful disgrace to me
The nights have been sleepless, immaculate, intense
The days trailed my mind asking not to be fed
You may know I still think of you
Like a deadly disease binding my body
It’s a long journey into myself
The repression of will
Was a selfish idea, delightful regret
Drag us all
Into a white wild recess
Unable to call
We’ll keep our silence protected
Drag us all
To a world of silent dark seas
Unready to fall
We’ve clung to our far distant voices
To a world of silent dark seas
We’ve clung to our far distant voices
To our far distant voices
We’ll keep our silence protected
We’ll keep our silence protected
In circles they move
Unnoticed by muted eyes
Is it an end or a new start?
Has it been for our sake to be apart?
Unbound from the need to survive
We live on our thirsty minds
Intentions, corrupted and wasted,
Flow back like a river to what we never created
Spiders running out
Searching for their prey
Babies cry their hunger out
Garlands on an empty tree
After rains of joy
Will they retell
The vanishing of hell
The vanishing of hell?
In circles it grows
Unveiled by the quiet hands of night
Has it remained like devoted stars?
You don’t feel the draining distance between us
Our home built on rifts
Unhealed by time or blood
Is it a curse to be sentient?
Blessed by their call, embraced
We will drown together
Spiders running out
Searching for their prey
Babies cry their hunger out
Garlands on an empty tree
After rains of joy
The vanishing of hell
Will they retell
The vanishing of hell?
The vanishing of hell
Haven’t you been there?
Will they?
Spiders running out
Searching for their prey
Babies cry their hunger out
Garlands on an empty tree
After rains of joy
In circles we drift
Dreary and bleak
On days too weak to stand
Surrender, understand
In landscapes of ripeness
Fiery and flawless
We drag our desperate joy
And jealousy with us
And wisdom won’t save us
A vacant smile, no space for tears
A dream I’ve had in years / For years I’ve had this dream
Don’t hallow the end
Foolish and wise I’ve always been
Uneasy in my skin
Why hallow the end
The night is so tiring
The day is so strained
We’ve travelled so long
To be astray
The night’s made for beauty
A stranger once said
The beauty has fled
Resilience my duty
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Don’t parade my ghosts again
Just guess what brings me down to you
These strings are real, please understand
The frame has fallen to the floor
I’m sore, between pictures of the end
Stuck in my own limits, in my airy words
The night is so tiring
The day is so strained
We’ve travelled so long
To be astray
The night’s made for beauty
A stranger once said
The beauty has fled
Resilience my duty
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Don’t expose my ghosts again
Don’t hallow the end
Don’t
Sometimes you’re walking and your spirit drifts
Already gone, whatever comes about
Whatever fills a sympathetic heart
A bleeding heart between birth and end
These are the days you only see what’s left
You say you’re sorry but you know the truth
A true friend can only see himself
To see your eyes for what they really are
It’s for tomorrow the beauty and the thrill
Since you were born you’ve been miserably ill
Twisting the plot of your days
If there is something you can hide and keep
If there is somewhere you may go and lie
Leave all the things as they have always been
Some will be envious of your silence
These are the days you only see what’s left
You say you’re sorry but you know the truth
The faces of the people you loved most
The faces of the people you would kill
Devils are coming today
Marching through fields of solitude
Devils are coming you say
To see you if you’re ready or not
Inside your mind the fear and the will
Open your hands, beautiful and still
Twisting the plot of your days
Of your days
Your days