Hadean piosenki

Without predetermination, why do you continue? If existence has no innate freedom? No goal, nor design? No moral bearing? Are we not derelict? Only through reason can we conceive a use. From selfish to selfless, It's all up to you. In the absence of t...

Movement of atoms in the void The frantic pursuit of meaning My goal is not to have purpose But, to live with finite tranquility After the acceptance of the fact That the destruction of the body Leaves us with no awareness Will we recognize That there...

Ever distant, ever drifting Still further into reverie Assaulted by the memories Solitary, center-less Drifting through a golden array of loose ends Escape, fall away Even if a nostalgic echo is holding what's left in place And the furthest satellites...

A novel stagnation Exercises in subtle decay Ever seeking stillness The familiar, opaque, gray Familiar songs of calcification and crumbling Static an endless refrain Sing, be delivered Sing, carry yourself away 

I am in the air New-found permanence in what could have been Deliverance from life on shifting sands I am in the air There is nothing to be done Drift on, fly on Fade 

We are here, stuck in amber There is no why We are born wanting to ponder The meaning of life A life lived to fulfill, Is a life lost A man has no free will He is just exhaust We are here 

Now, to those dawns swept up from poles In the long rush of February storm –When flakes are swept through darkness to the north And mountains of blue ice are metal to the sun– Offer no light, no fire. Your nakedness, The numbed and empty hand, is perfect...

A solitary body, mourning possibility A projection of grief onto the unseen A solitary body, eternally succumbing Ruminate Recreate A static refrain Echoing decay Ruminate Echoing decay Recreate Carry yourself away