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Point Xero
04:47
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2. |
Maiden Rain
06:02
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3. |
Crashing Suns
05:11
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4. |
Ghost Roses
04:35
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5. |
Wrist Kill
04:24
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Dolores Dreams
07:23
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Dreamwalker
03:09
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8. |
Plasma
03:44
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9. |
Swift
03:59
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10. |
Ghost Roses II
03:33
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11. |
Song of the Raven
05:43
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Long ago in the realms of the sky
There was a raven with opal eyes
She held dark magic in her heart
For this reason there were men who
Sought to capture her and distill
All the secrets she held within
So they set a trap in the trees
But she was killed when it snared her
When they dissected her broken wings
And cut out her heart and opal eyes
Her severed beak began to sing
And all the men stood in shocked surprise
In fear they put all her parts into a jar
And buried them deep in the earth
It was to no purpose
for her song was still in the air
Soon the men themselves became ill
And madness tortured them endlessly
What they had released into the world
Were notes of wrath and chords of disease
The ignorance of man and
his desire to lord over all living things
will reap only suffering and death
to the end of his days
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12. |
Edge of Never
11:00
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13. |
Blood & Brine redux
06:57
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You put the color of the clouds
Into perspective for me
You put the hi-beams on the lines
You showed me grace that I could not
Contemplate before you
Magic of the blood and brine
And now I paint the black abyss
Knife this canvas with a poisoned, sentimental kiss
From the shadows passages
Illuminated themselves
Maps and runes scribed marbled walls
My fingertips trace lines along the surface
Wet with weeping
A compass for the broken souls
Have you escaped these catacombs?
Where is the metaphor? The lesson? Or the path your lighted voice has shone?
A silver key hangs at my throat
It can’t unlock this mystery
Symbolize the search within
The only answers lead to questions
Among these dusty tomes
Where the fuck do we begin?
As the creative fire consumes
The artists’ thirst for inspiration suffocates within its lethal fumes
A careful balance is the cost
Between voices never heard, the songs of those we loved and those we’ve lost
Black water of the river wash me up
Upon your shores
A spell of deliverance cast me here
Carry me home
Black water of the river wash over me
Troubled and deep
I long to deliver flesh and bone
Carry me home
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