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All Revealing Eye
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- All Revealing Eye -
Those eyes when closed, all returns to nothing.
Your tears are the water, the currents - they bathe within blades of grass.
See all, feel all, would be too much to...
Those eyes, open, all will be revealed.
Eyes to see and mouths to breath.
The heart must feed the need to quench the thirsty.
Your tears are the water the currents - they bathe within blades of grass.
See all, feel all would be too much embrace.
Your senses, as filters- keeping you in and out of touch.
When the mind's given up on the eye, all other senses seem to peak - sound, feel, taste and smell - our means to survive.
And then do you see the next ridge ahead.
After the valley - the end - that is where...
Hours in time we will still stare with eyes that feed, hearts that greed... for life and more life and more life and more... life.
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Ever Devourer
04:01
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-Ever Devourer-
Subjects in a game for conquest, destroy all we had to gain. All is waste and void turned spittle from the mouth of a drunk. Hide in a heartless city, listen for the sirens' call that never was. A loving mother force feeds her children, hoping for a new home that never was.
Gone... structures fall to the sea.
Angered... waves as they flee.
Mother... gave us all she could,
Which... could not sustain our greed.
When our wants exceed our needs... the Black Wolf,
the Ever Devourer.
The incessant... the unceasing consumer.
Always waiting for the mother to release her young.
That never was... a loving mother force feeds her children, hoping for a new home that never was. Hoping for a new world to call our own. All is waste and void turned spittle from the mouth of a drunk. Hide in a heartless city, listen for the sirens' call.
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Circle to Feed
04:36
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"Circle to Feed"
A seedless tree... roots clutched and burnt. For when they're still draped in flesh, and their dreams feel whole again.
Vultures soar over us, they seek nothing but death and decay.
Thousands fold. They're now surrounded... they're now the center... the spokes to a wheel.
Vultures soar over us, they seek nothing but death and decay.
The moments we live.
The hours we hold.
The days we feel free.
Hold on to them all.
Work through the hours that haunt you and move through the moments that are hard to forget.
Vultures soar over us, they seek nothing but death and decay.
The moments we live.
The hours we hold.
The days we feel free.
I wave and greet them all.
Close our eyes, let wind whisper by.
Something's got to give... unconscious... unnerving... and self obsessed. Notice what's become of us.
Circle to feed, I wave and greet.
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I, Receiving All
03:48
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"I, Receiving All"
Forcing inside the outlet.
Searching to reach the source.
We are the pilot on the cusp of a great storm.
No horizon in a room without doors.
To a place where no one knows of forgivness or of sin.
We will roam across a long dark range.
We will write across a star lit sky.
One mind, one shell, one soul, one life.
So, How'd you get so far away?
I close my eyes to see the inner light within me.
How'd you get so far away?
My home, my life...
How'd you get so far away?
My home, my life...
And give back what's received.
Inside and out, I am everything we see.
One soul, one life.
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