1. |
Space Loop
05:06
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Now here we are
Colours are exploding
From within our range
Into an ocean of darkness
No stars to guide us
All void
No beginning
No end
No sleeping potion
No human emotion
Only our devotion
To an execution
Of extrapolation
Our galleon in motion
Arm in arm in arm in arm
We set the sail
Time folds and disappears
No gravity to hold me
I'm floating
Time creeps into our sleep
Dreams of Aurora
Will always be our vessel guiding
Into the deep
I'm numb to this dark wave
Crashing around
Paralyzed in the keel
As parallel lines meet
I'm blacking out
From this high speed velocity
Freeze frame
Lightyear travel
I'm floodlit by the vivid rays
Of our destiny
This planet trade
X on the map
Our hearts at full mast
Time has no grip on me
Though my grip on reality
Is slowly waning
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2. |
Aeons
03:20
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Lost myself at the moonlit lake
A sleepy twilight headspace
Frozen night as air stills and cools in time
In monochrome
A future displayed before us
Across this concrete-coloured place
A body of water
Our star-crossed eyes display distant aeons
In our trembling hands
In this trembling night
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3. |
Weight
05:18
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The pace is slowing
As we walk, arms locked.
I had everything.
On the final day.
All will be weighed
These secrets keep us lost.
Wait to be found
Wait to receive.
All that could be
Your heart cracked open.
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4. |
Incantations
04:06
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AS THE
SOUL
LEAVES THE
BODY
THE SLEEPER IS
DISTURBED
LEFT TO
WANDER
SEEKER BELIEVE THE WORDS THAT YOU READ
AMONG GHOSTS
DEMONS
SLITHER ALONG
BRANCHES
AS ROTTEN FRUIT
FALLS
FROM PUTRID TREES
ONTO BARREN GROUND
SEEKER BELIEVE YOUR EYES WHEN THEY SPEAK
COUNT YOUR
BURDENS
AND CAST THEM
OUT
BREAK OFF
THE BRANCH
AND CAST IT
DOWN
LOST
SOULS
MUST
RETURN
AN
ENCHANTMENT
NOW
RESTORED
ACROSS THE OCEANS SEIZED
ACRES FORSET TREES
LIES A SACRED GROVE FOR THOSE WHO SEEK
SWORD IN HAND WANERER
PEERING WARILY LURKER
PROTECTOR OF THE ANTIQUITY
CONFESSION OF SPILT BLOOD
MURDER IN THE NAME OF PRIESTHOOD
SUCH IS THE RULE OF THE SANCTUARY
PRIMEVAL ROCK RISING FORTH
FROM A SMOOTH-SHAVEN ITALIAN LAWN
NO LINE BETWEEN THE GODS AND WE
THEY TALK AND WE HEAR AND WE SEE
GIVE A LITTLE AND PLAY THE ROLE
HAND IN HAND
A CELEBRATION
GARLANDS IN FLAME
RAIN THROUGH OUR MEMORIES
GIVE YOUR VOICE A SONG TO HIDE
THROUGH THE AGE
AN INCANTATION
CALLING OUR NAMES
LIGHT FRAMES UNSPOKEN DEEDS
CALL YOUR SOUL HOME
A CELEBRATION
TIME TO STAND TALL
LEAP FROM THE HIGHEST FALL
GIVE A MESSAGE GIVE A PEASANT BELIEF
OR CAST THEM DOWN
FROM A HIGHER STATION
CONQUER OUR FEARS CONQUER THEIR MEMORIES
CELEBRATION
INCANTATION
WE BELIEVE
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5. |
Communion
04:06
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Rings of Saturn returning
Hanging low
Visible
Paralytic rush in winter’s lusk
Midnight prowler
From a tower
Stargazing
Telescopic eye
Phantasmagoria
Neon magic hour
Peered through stained glass
Stoned, lucid
Confidence collapsing
I was once like you
Lost and tangled in two
A mind trussed in limbo
Somewhere between the gutter and the moon
And now a difference
Between a devil and a man
Or some kind…
Some kind of twilight human
My breathing slowing
Saturn glowing
Some harrowed mystic
Or cosmic tryptic
Who am I to say
All the rights and the wrongs
Of abandoning this tryst?
Fear, lost and moonlit
Don’t think that you’re exempt
From a sudden swift and rapid descent
In the malaise you could be
Pinned down and pulsing to the riddle
The moon – a kiss of life
And the sun – a beacon of death
I want this body weight
Lifted
Lifted
Lifted
I want to escape
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6. |
Chronicle
04:57
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If I shut up Heaven
Would there be no rain
Or if I command the locusts
To devour the land
And bring pestilence on my people
My people would know my name
And deliver themselves
And pray to keep my faith
Rivers carve their path
Flow into dark pools
And linger like memories
Air smoulders
As scorched Earth expands
I am exposed
To the seasons drift
Weight pulling inwards
Down… Down…
Cracks and filled
It’s tangled vines around me
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7. |
Fugitive Memory
04:34
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Here
Hidden in old rooms
We stay
She moves between the shade
And then…
Shh…
A whisper
Escaping the lips too
Into the arms of sorcerers
Distant voices
Through the rain
Etching outlines
They descend
Into shimmering
Streets below
With my head
Against the floor
Faded memories I’m searching for
A figure down the hall
Cloaked in shadow
Frozen in time
Stands on his throne
Fires arrows into air
Melting into a melody
Like a fugitive memory
And the rain
Echoes in my veins
And the rain
Echoing in my veins
No mystic nor necromancer
No resurrection or answer
And the rain…
Floods the valley forged from my hands
All lives are lost and no-one to care
A city in disrepair
A silent vigil by families in despair
No mystic nor necromancer
No resurrection or answer
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8. |
Discovery
03:41
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Vagrant Viking
From veins through land winding
Curious
Endearing
Nykobing Falster
Passed Christiania
An increase of unease
Wounds of the estuaries
Into the waters deep
Sails they flow
The creak of the bow
Diminishing miniatures
Exactly what to do
Listen it calls
Through beckoning storms
An occurrence of elegance
A mystery, a clue
Friendships they flow
With enemies close
Suspicion’s a fallacy
Who to trust right now
White frothing lips
Cresting the waves
Discovery
Ideas of geography
Hearts mapped, cartography
Seed sown, the young grow
Crystal caps they glow in Arctic bastion
I know a thing about the lay
Souls escape vessel’s lips with every laboured breath
Oh we know
Things you don’t know
Clawing through snow
With bodily articles
Fredericia
From where we depart
The chance to embark
A rite of discovery
From the port of Aarhus
Meandering home
Via void shimmer crows
The disciple of endurance
To the town of Kolding
Lands unobscured
Knowledge is forged
Dialogue in transit tongues
And the streets of Roskilde
Intentions are broad
Sweet chalice gold
A fraudulent gift to life
Copenhagen
Brows they contort
Suspicions are called
Secrets bleed bare for all
The calling of guilt
Crimes caught in ice
Preserved for scientists
We all hope findings justify means
Sinners we are and we know who we are
Who we are is who we know we cannot be
Try to save your time
It’s only a passing phase
Be the you you are
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9. |
Refuge
04:16
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The snow surrounds us
In static silence
The road bends round us
Still the darkness
Let's take refuge in this room
We could build something brighter
Let's escape now by the fire
Before it's time to say goodbye
Get back on the road
Into the black ahead
Before it's time to say goodbye
(Pulsing upwards, a sinkhole behind the eyes)
Remember when we lay low
Under cascading bloom
Exploding arcs.
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10. |
Figures Of Eight
05:06
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Echoes bounce off bleached tiles, I see.
Faces stare in hopeful sun, smiles now withered
Backs burned a small craft traced, in figures of eight
Over the shallow graves
Excavate the hole
Set forth the flood
Under the hollow
Calling out in sets of ten, a mood deceived, a common breeze
Pale cull drawing me to see
Drops blot the ink of something
Forgotten in the winter’s through
A narcotic
Seamless eyes pour through stained glass
Into rooms of cluttered chaos
Synapses crackle
Caught in my slumbering mind
Refracting prisms angled new
Where sunlight
Streams map the vaulted ceiling, scattered tree of ravaged nerves comes to
Calmed sea, breathing deep
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11. |
The Unseen
07:17
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We chase the comets tail
Neon against the moonless sky
Throws it’s secrets back
Reveals the next level
Our vehicles, now escaped!
Dressed in purple and terry-cloth
It arcs away in splendour
Splendour!
Splendour in The Unseen
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