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When The Light Takes Us
05:33
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I feel the winter
On my fingers
I feel the sea
Calling me
I feel the wind
In my dreams
I feel the forest calling me
Back again
Once, we were the windows
To our own feral land
Once, we were the giants
In our fantasy
Once, we were the Kings
And the Queens of our fables
Once, we were the free
And the dreamless
"Et moi aussi, je me suis senti prêt à tout revivre. Comme si cette grande colère m'avait purgé du mal, vidé d'espoir, devant cette nuit chargée de signes et d'étoiles, je m'ouvrais pour la première fois à la tendre indifférence du monde. De l'éprouver si pareil à moi, si fraternel enfin, j'ai senti que j'avais été heureux, et que je l'étais encore."
"L'étranger" Albert Camus
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To The Silent
04:17
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I am bleeding from the darkened soul my mind’s become
I am bitter to the cold, dead world that I call home
I am chanting, hoping you will be known
You are the sun, you are the only gods that belong to me
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Winter eyes
The moon falls to cover
Broken time
Leaves left rotting
Forest fare to compare
To the night that I fell from the dark
To the light of your eyes
And I was rotting too
I am the dark
The thunder in my heart is gone
Shall I pass beyond?
I am dark
The thunder in my heart is gone
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see what you have left
a reflection of our own
a heavenly body of toxic dust
there's no cure no repair no use for this wasteland
soul detached
self estranged
an unsound framework
of bloodless veins
endless wars
burning frost
no sky no ground
all get lost
you've worked hard
your job is done
you've fucked up this place
but tell me, how we should go on?
you didn’t start this
you were not the first in line
you shouldn’t be the end of it
so please, make up your mind
there must be a way
a way to recover
the things we can share
and we can learn from each other
aren't we born to shine?
aren’t we born to grow?
is this the way we'll learn
how to respect, what we own?
can't you see the fine line,
between right and wrong?
it seems, we went way too far
now tell me, how we should go on?
aren't we born to shine?
aren’t we born to grow?
is this the way we'll learn
how to respect, what we own?
can't you see the fine line,
between right and wrong?
it seems, we went way too far
now tell me, how we should go on?
aren't we born to shine?
aren’t we born to grow?
are you made for love
or for a heart of stone?
can you see the reason,
before all is gone?
are you still with me?
then tell me the way we should go on
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Trace The Ashes
06:05
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I trace the ashes
The broken ends of my limbs
I kneel to soil
The wind catches my hands
And I am falling
To the depths of your world
For the first time
In your arms I'm alive
Dark has become the world
And I can see through you
Your words are bare to bone
Let the end come
The roots of the earth
The dark takes over
You will be gone
You are the soil to my grave
Come the winter
There will be no moon
To beg for light again
To be written
Come the winter
There will be no moon
To cry to
When the world is dark
I am dying
I am the earth to come
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Midwinter Ritual
05:09
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As the moon falls past the mountains for the last time
As the snow falls through the echoes of a chanting night
With the morning sunrise
We'll be gone
Here they come,
Through the trees
Brash and young, no memories
Of what has become
Of what was before them
We will fall
One by one
Fight until
We claim what was lost
To Avalon
Beyond the gods
Our souls in the fire
Of time
And where we go
We will be lore
The roots of the earth
Will speak our names
Lighting fires
With the ashen one
Forever
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The Beacon
03:57
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I See Bad Spirits
04:30
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When you’re young you think that everything will last forever. That time just moves slower. You feel every second. But as I grow older I realize that the forest doesn’t grow back, and the ocean is just somewhere else to occupy, and the sand won’t return once it’s eroded.
And everything dies.
I look out at the world now and think – What have we done?
I have to remember
That there once was a time that I could sleep through the night
And I have to remember too
To live and let live and just, everything will be alright
The world won’t die in the span of my life.
And I have to remember
That this isn’t a dream and that we will
Just ruin everything.
There used to be a forest
In all of our hearts
There used to be a world
That we were a part of.
We have to find ourselves
In the worst of times.
We have to tell ourselves
That we are alright.
There used to be a forest.
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The Blood of Others is the Industrial project of Michael Kurt based in Portland, Oregon.
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