1. |
The Forsaken Ground
07:54
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Born enslaved but slaves to what
To god or grave to gloom or glut
Our idle hands cannot relax
When idle hearts feel voids so vast
And all alone in finite time
We wait as if at Sinai
Where the consequence of restlessness
Is misdirection made manifest
Born enslaved but slaves to what
From Pharaoh's first to Canaan's cusp
The brevity of numbered days
Compels that we find things to praise
Our idle hands cannot relax
When idle hearts feel voids so vast
So we elevate the asherim
And build up the baals
As if to say we'd rather whore
Our lives to lust
To idols from the dust
And reap defeat for a reward
Born enslaved but slaves to what
To counting days until life is up
And in my heart there is no end
To idols made by my own hand
A siren song they sing to me
Reject the land sail out to sea
Forsake the ground on which you stand
And cast away you feeble man
Impossible as it would seem
Their tauntings do call out to me
And if I sail in search of them
Will I return or meet my end
As I elevate the asherim
And build up the baals
When I am such a faithless whore
When life is lust
To every speck of dust
Yet I weep when defeat is my reward
Round and around
Do we go round
Like me at sea
Do we go round
We do
Until we tear down the asherim
And burn every baal
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2. |
Nowhere, No One
06:28
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Peering down
On the people below me
Pitiful pawns
The humble meek and lowly
Flowing through
The veins of this city
Where would I be
Without their complacency
The things that I've done
To get to where I am now
Blackened my heart
Still growing blacker somehow
Life above the law
Is the greatest joy I've known
Now that I'm here
I cannot be brought low
But mortality comes to everything
And now I find myself questioning
How will I harness the power
That dies with my body
That rots in the grave
There's nothing new anywhere
Chasing the wind
The sun rises
The sun sets
Nothing new anywhere
Nothing under the Sun
Nothing no
Nowhere
No one
Peering out
At the pleasures before me
Everywhere I look
Indulgence worth exploring
Feeding all
The hunger within me
Fleeing all
The sorrows of the reality
Wanderlust
Sings a sweet lullaby
A vagabond's life
For a vagabond state of mind
Indulgence
Is the greatest joy I've known
Seizing today
For tomorrow we grow old
But mortality comes to everything
And now I find myself questioning
How will I relive the pleasures
That die with my body
That rots in the grave
There's nothing new anywhere
Chasing the wind
The sun rises
The sun sets
Nothing new anywhere
Nothing under the Sun
Nothing no
Nowhere
No one
Mortality comes to everything
Tell me what have we
Tell me what on Earth have we
Entropy will crush humanity
Tell me what else can be
Tell me where go you and me
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3. |
The Memory of Warmth
06:56
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Everything is slowing down
The days are growing shorter
The time has come
To gather for the winter
Every trunk and branch
That's been severed by my hatchet
Is just bark and wood
But precious when I need it
The dormant trees
Contrast with the endless white
And burn and image in my sight
That remains when I close my eyes
And they look like a crowd
That's looking for the answers
To the storms of life
And how to live through the winter
But like the memory of warmth
It slowly fades from my vision
No time to dwell now
I need to gather up provisions
How do you word
The feeling inside
When you know what's to come
And yet it's strangely still outside
Now the snow is picking up
And the winds are growing stronger
A fire burns for now
But for how much longer
And if I run out of wood
Tell me who will find me
And if the winter relents
Will this house keep standing
All tattered and torn
An image of the march of time
A place once indwelled
But vacant and left behind
And how do you endure
A siege from the outside
When it seeps in through the cracks
And it's growing cold inside
A house crushed into dirt
Will spring forth from the Earth
A house not made with hands
Will ascend when time ends
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4. |
Freeze / Thaw
04:58
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Snow and ice
This low and fickle heart of mine
It's all it can do
To fall from and fail you
But like the Sun warms the frozen ground
When the spring finally comes around
You soften my heart to your law
In perpetual freeze and thaw
I recall the times when
Your call fell on my deaf ears
The sound it made
Was profound but disobeyed
But like the Sun warms the frozen ground
When the spring finally comes around
You soften my heart to your law
In perpetual freeze and thaw
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5. |
Tributary
03:04
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6. |
Counterfeit Ways
04:55
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Knowing what was to come you hedged your bluff
Was leaving your first estate really not enough
In hatred for your mistake you gave birth
To a movement underground but over the Earth
I want to see you burn
I want to see you pay
I long to see you burn
You and your counterfeit ways
Underneath your thumb a war was waged
Against the hearts of Man until the end of days
And every damaged soul that you have claimed
Adds weight to your doomed and tortured fate
I want to see you burn
I want to see you pay
I long to see you burn
You and your counterfeit ways
Every crime
For all time
For mankind
Every life
You were let go
That we may know
What is a foe
And a foe
That contrast show
A love inside
That overflows
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