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Skrephaf
02:36
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Ezhytgajar
03:19
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Hej, oll volk, gyf myn dur urn
varfjor as rongsd otvo hjur
din vynste vor din bust
non verlte sekilt lust!
*Sae, Gobischke, voss vor bossr
din fro saegt verlte tagtr oll?
Oin ochnd oin, mack endswicke
slekt lybshruum muth dur lyssinol!
mack yn hved av jesonschraste
for schuddr av din sten kasorvte
kam, tagt din stene epp
ochnd sloquen durvin skire!
dar vor myall tol fruleskmek
pos nakhole av noudkostverl
varfjor dytt bhyrrok olle hjur?
Vae lyvd ochnd dym vor datte nur!
Evtahre, jich aglyffr mosk
for endmynst ym din dowb
ochnd kenne gjeddur oll
Jich vor lyvdegkt tol myn tagt din oll!
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Kirlian Portaiture
03:13
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Passing the time til we discover
the picture in full
rendering foregone conclusions
void and null
Touching the current, chasing phantoms
Which side do you see
even when I share your aura
nothing changes in me
Sorcery cast aside
dogmatic suicide
in the image of life's crown
where fantasies are sent to drown
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4. |
The Rosy Hours
04:35
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Your rediscovery of my innate distortion
brought a deluge of tears and choruses of sighs
so arranged in symphony
to make the sky shudder in sympathy
I never asked for your sympathy
Red cirrus shreds we gaze upon
Brings for us anew, reminders of old crimes
Walking with closed eyes through a cage of mirrors
For one look disarms for the second wave of horrors
Sometimes I cannot even tell
if my promises were platitudes
it depends on your attitude . . .
An aria of lies in an opera of truths
my artifice is my art and my art my artifice
can you live as I must
knowing all we've done?
knowing I will be beneath you wherever you run
you mustn't leave
you cannot leave
my life is the cage that holds you
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Keschrakischkoll
05:32
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dy ockh fum oll
vor hamunschks shel
lugtr ess ym lonne ochnd sagr fyr dur
ynan sjunt forettr
nekenne varfor
tankr ynsenim am karhjaldsdatt
sak ynsenim
jich eibe din
keschrakischkoll
sak vyr na tol?
Ymtae tappre skalden flyghr
ess gann teghe vor schvyr
keschrakischkoll
sak ess vor folr
dur nekenne vor varockhr
ochnd nekenne varfor sloqr
min kar vor brinnt
ym tappe nekh
din munschke nakhole sterkund slekt
kamoin min grazh
nek slekr toll datt
jich sagt sak muk ym grevhafs lunde legt
kenneme undyste
varfor slektar ess?
nemme grazhmunne
varfor andr din vigh?
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alone, washed away in the storm
there is song and the sunlight is warm
and the voices that speak offer terms
the surrender has taken so long
taking leave of the walls as they burn
all that was, now contained by the urn
still the memories exist and return
their existence was proof I was wrong
Cloying spirits consume and inspire
drag another dead friend to the pyre
hear the whispers arise in the fire
take their words, build them into a song
Tradition extradited from oblivion
to give your hollow life a mask of meaning
in a warped world where all defy reason
is the truth an answer worth seeking?
You are the ghost.
Can we haunt here side by side?
Our existence is proof I was wrong
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Goblin Hovel
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