“Why have you journeyed here? Did you dream to measure yourself against the universe? For every hopeful footstep you have laid upon me I have stamped a thousand upon you”
For every path I’ve cleared, you quickly overran with thorns And so I lay my broken body upon your spiteful bed Yet through this haze of death, still your freezing moonlight glimmers Tantalising shades of meaning never found…oh well
“Oh in one final act of altruism You too shall nourish my carrion Just like the bones of lowly creatures that share your grave You all share me as your tombstone For in my eyes you are one”
Though I would raise a silken mausoleum To repel your intrusion It would seem the spider and the king must share their biology
“Why do you assign this intent unto me With such anthropomorphic abandon If an intimate voice can be heard on the wind Is it just the stirring of internal echoes… For we are one”
So this is everything But when everything is nothing Does this senseless lack of purpose Erase the consequence of change
The sun cannot feel warmth towards the water Yet still gold ripples mirror my lost sentiments The glacier has no passion for the valley But lo, these wondrous carvings shape my soul
For a raindrop without meaning may drown a thousand wrathful gods
So in the absence of a path Embrace the liberty to forge your own arterial lines And if the worldly peaks are shrouded in your Delphic dreams Then scale the mountain in your blood
So in the presence of the gods Would I have sought such treasure, buried in vast oceans of despair And though my journey may be meaningless, This odyssey became my final act of worth As it dragged me to myself
As I commit my body to the ground I lament; this journey could be made without such sacrifice But were I to reclaim another lifetime Would I recognise my shadow? Would I recognise my bones?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
