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Consignment // Song Lyrics
Time cascades across the skies
Moved, they cry, flooding the land
And the deep valleys are enveloped
From all sides the hills climb above
Scraping the heavens, their tips breach the divide
And divinity cascades
The weirding of the world
Begins and I'm sullen
Showering down across the stones
The statues dealt a blow so vain
Bleeding in the bowl of the land
Earth unsettled and rusted by death
The hard ground browns and the dirt becomes soil
And organics cascade
This weirding of the world
Endures and I'm sullen
The distance between all the souls
Grows away and between walls
Division in the hearts of the living
And the tremulous fates sing of fear
All the spirits are sundered by quaking
And sepulchers cascade
This weirding of the world
Concludes but I'm sullen
Harken to the woe and the woe whispers
Communication through the protocol of suffering
"Others stand adjacent on this plane
But I am separated by another dimension
It may be mere corruption by imaginary units
But isolation cascades"
The lives that now begin
Etch only misery into time
Diabolic curse to breathe
Insidiously bound to organic instinct
Once awoken to consciousness
You realize the fear of death
That weirding of the world
Concluded but I'm sullen
Sinister hex of sight
Devious shackles of organic limits
Once awoken to consciousness
You realize the love for life
The lives that will end
Leave naught but misery in their wake
Evil is this consignment
Evil is this preservation
Worse still, the isolation
Worse still, the submission
The weirding of the world
Is until no lives remain.
Post has been edited 2 time(s), last time on Jan 22 2014, 11:41 pm by Sand Wraith.
