death is not a friend to things
dust in place of former kings
crushed within oblivion
singing “change can make a difference”
all raised up to fear the end
traditionally ignorant
open sources abstinent
slowly grows to form crescendos
from all our screams
descending from the wolves
we drape our selves in wool
pretending sheep can dream of meaning
like a phantom mostly fades
only hope through recreation
to reverse it before it wastes
reinventing
next time the encore reaches its end
pretend you’re only conjuring me again
it's all revenge
suspend your lonely screams
as we haunt routines
that sleep through
most of our dreams
face the crimes we can’t escape
just in time but much too late
chasing time procrastinates
generations always fade away
memories only known to cease
gone within a century
climb down here to rot with me
for a hundred years in fear
we will build our grave
every time we die begin again
we’re never ending
descending from the wolves
we drape our selves in wool
pretending secrets are demeaning
what if truth is mostly gray
shielding youth is so deceiving
to rebalance what's at stake
fall out
so warm
as the sun descends
we find peace
glued wound to seal our fate
we're just in time but much too late
design the end of days
the dust in place of empires
that we raise
This album is a masterpiece, and one of the finest exemplars of the genre. This is catharsis without a perfect cure, but profound in its journey and eloquence. Jim Payne
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