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And who are you but
An extension of my dream?
An astral passenger,
in the vehicle of my will
I have lost myself,
In the teething juxtaposition
Of the self and the whole
And alas, I've grown bitter
You will see my pain for all its glory,
And I will slough unto you
the dejection that follows me into my dreams
You'll feel my pain,
Long after I'm gone
And I will leave you,
In the shadows of my disillusionment
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When comfort is lost
Who do you find yourself to be?
Your shadows of thought
Cast over a leper's sea
Break free from your tired projections,
Merely stains on what we are
For your fields of aversion,
shall and will be razed
by the unequivocal beam
Infidelities of spirit
And corporeal wounds
Fester the psyche
And denounce our truths
Mind shrouded in
Ecstasy
Of knowing
Of believing
Of seeing
And breathing
All your vestments mean nothing,
Forgive yourself for who you are
The flesh
Laid bare to the stars
As we wonder
Who we are
And after all
We thought we knew
There's only one way around
And it's right through
The universe will teach us to know,
To dance beneath every angle of suffering
To lose oneself in flagrant disposition
Forever bound to divinity
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To Know
01:40
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As maledictions take their aim
And only I, am to blame
I must seek truth through all the lies
And tear back my pale disguise
Poor wretches weep and turn
As the pile of bodies burn
From unity we all must learn
To requite the masses urn
Dream, dream as you are
Dream beyond the walls of a system
That grasps for your meaning
Bleed, bleed from the heart
You'll bleed, but must never forget
Their vacuous intervention,
In our freedoms and liberties
We must not forget,
Their blatant impunity
Step back
From their grinding wheel,
And into
The heart
Of night
The fire burns
The curtains fall
And we realize
There's nothing left
There's nothing left but ourselves
And there's nothing left in the way
Behind this mountain of guilt
There's nothing left in the way of change
Stripped from comfort
Torn from home
On the verge of letting go
I see the worst taking form
Beyond the gates of our control
Stripped from comfort
Torn from home
On the verge of letting go
I see the worst taking form
From the flames, new hope is born
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I Bleed With The Wind
01:02
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It's As If It Were
08:21
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With the presence of fear in the coming of all
We cling to these years and are lost in the fall
We must rethink the roads led to those who conform
To erase the selves drawn onto our form
Fading through this,
Chained reality
From where self doubt blooms
Where the mind forsakes itself
We fracture the gifts of what we truly are
As the latter takes form,
we deface the inner self
Filling our judgement into the heart of the world
May my self guided hated and fear be damned
I'm no longer a servant to you
And with all I remember myself to be
I am free, I am free
My true spirit
held in contempt for all eyes to see
Fettered away by naked flesh and mind
For what I've conceived,
No power on earth can take from me
I bleed with the wind and curse this design
Where the ocean floods with tears
Where the light shines sickly thin
We'll sing
We'll sing
We'll sing
When the light of the stars burn out
Erasing all our doubt
Although we can't be sure
It's as if it were
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7. |
Leaving This World
03:35
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This pain has lead me away from
A world I once paralleled
Though the shattered winds of our dissonance
I see the birds above
I hear them call beyond the violence
A waving hand framed in silence
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Leaving It All Behind
11:00
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Here am I
Unbound to the wills of man,
To taste the earth
Off your lips.
To submit to the dregs of the unknown,
A darkness set with
neither teeth nor shape.
Unburdened by your need.
To be nourished and torn
By only the substrates of my actions,
And glorious failures
When I pledge my worth in this world,
To the lemmings of your conception
My halls lay barren
They echo my loneliness
Our fragile bodies,
'Neath the abstract might of the ether
Shame it would be,
To be drawn down by much weaker
O' joyous the sword of compassion
Rent through the heart of our indignities
Grant me passage through ambivalence
Carry me far from all this suffering
I can't ask you to follow me
To where it is, that I must go
I'm looking for something that's never been here
That scrapes behind a door meant to be closed
And as I drown in the know
I can affirm I have forgotten
to be
I have severed all invisible opportunity,
And all that waits for me
Is seen
Leaving this world,
Leaving it all behind
To say goodbye
To all that I've loved
I've grown tired
Of living your dream
I close my eyes
I've seen enough
Leaving this world,
Leaving it all behind
To say goodbye
To all that I've loved
I've grown tired
Of living your dream
I close my eyes
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