Ephel Duath piosenki
Utwory wykonawcy:
The Unpoetic Circle (Bottle Green)
It is quite ironic, I can't slow down this run, But this was my object: To feel. Here, Without disturbances, Lives the sound, I want to close this cycle, But is it equilibrium? We are sliding but all appears so immobile. And I'm so different from me: It's so...
Those Gates to Nothing
As the wind loses his strength after a storm I undress my will I let the breath of life blow on me I feel safe in the unknown My aura spreads wide outward Reaching those gates I can’t bring myself to walk to I tie my hair to a dead tree With each kno...
Through Flames I Shield
I draw a circle on my chest I raise my fists to the sun And one at a time I hammer them down Like a mute drum My body resonates feeble While my heart keeps pumping pain all around Skin turns into fire Fire turns into night Blood stains take the shap...
Tracing the Path of Blood
I dig the soil with my bare hands I open circular wounds Craters of worms and broken nails I dig off those marble columns Extensions of my roots Will fit in there I look them deep down Till I feel them pulsing within From each crack that opens up War...
Vector
Analysis seems to be the better answer But how can I control this incestuous, grey forest? Thousands of wooden guardians protect transmissions. My frantic excavation is not the key to wake up, Now it's time for another mask, A Face, my furrowed stare. I'll t...
Vector Third Movement
Follies wedged, Deep, Twisting brush against the warp, This waltz agrees to armorial bearings stuck on my route. To glide from the light blue of desire's room Seems to be my favorite sing song. Shall we talk about intermittent blindness, Can we roam without m...
When Mind Escapes Flesh
Lying in conscious abandon I challenge the barrier of sleep While my breaths dance with the moon My body gets rigid Immobile Dead at touch Between these two layers of being My mind stands awake And escapes the flesh My eyes tremble While the third...
Within This Soil
Layers and layers of life upon death Through matter and lost thoughts Old ruins and carcasses Piled up like snow in a blizzard Like that river you don’t hear Buried under thousand of moons I flow through the limbo among debris Digging into the pulsing...