Telos
๐ต 1626 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:21 duration
๐ ID: 10197609
๐ Lyrics
Space is an ocean
Where silence meets the seas
Cold and withered
Where I feel complete
Yearning, trapped, forever sleeps
Whispers calleth upon the deep
Memories of past lives grow cold
My mind, a tapestry, a nail
This canvas echoing, a well
These reveries are starting to feel old
They feel old
Winter, the smile of a dying moon
Painted, denial
Feasting on a king's tomb
Leaving bones for the jackals
A barren land, on which to weep
And misty beaches where to mourn
I wrote the script, that dives so deep
And dream my way below
Row, and row, and row until the end
And greet the darkness rising on your path to transcend
Row, and row, and row until the end
Through nebulas, through dying stars, watch me fade again
Space is an ocean
A mirror to the soul
A blurry wreath, pleasure
That is gone
I feel the darkness yet again
I feel growing, the beast within
And affliction, slowly pulling me below
The angst is keeping me alive
What is dead may never die
But I walk the earth, innocent, alone
Walking the shores that once were clear
I dream again, the path I rode
And breathe the same shrill atmosphere
The season winds, and withered stones
And when I look at the frontier, I see a dying sun, low
Celestial player, a light so clear
That is never coming home
Row, and row, and row until the end
And greet the darkness rising, allow your mind to transcend
Row and row and row into the end
Embrace the rivers roaring flowing towards a better end
Row and row and row into the end
And dream away the notion that you'll ever be the same
Row and row and row until the end
Through nebulas, through dying stars, watch me fade again
Where silence meets the seas
Cold and withered
Where I feel complete
Yearning, trapped, forever sleeps
Whispers calleth upon the deep
Memories of past lives grow cold
My mind, a tapestry, a nail
This canvas echoing, a well
These reveries are starting to feel old
They feel old
Winter, the smile of a dying moon
Painted, denial
Feasting on a king's tomb
Leaving bones for the jackals
A barren land, on which to weep
And misty beaches where to mourn
I wrote the script, that dives so deep
And dream my way below
Row, and row, and row until the end
And greet the darkness rising on your path to transcend
Row, and row, and row until the end
Through nebulas, through dying stars, watch me fade again
Space is an ocean
A mirror to the soul
A blurry wreath, pleasure
That is gone
I feel the darkness yet again
I feel growing, the beast within
And affliction, slowly pulling me below
The angst is keeping me alive
What is dead may never die
But I walk the earth, innocent, alone
Walking the shores that once were clear
I dream again, the path I rode
And breathe the same shrill atmosphere
The season winds, and withered stones
And when I look at the frontier, I see a dying sun, low
Celestial player, a light so clear
That is never coming home
Row, and row, and row until the end
And greet the darkness rising, allow your mind to transcend
Row and row and row into the end
Embrace the rivers roaring flowing towards a better end
Row and row and row into the end
And dream away the notion that you'll ever be the same
Row and row and row until the end
Through nebulas, through dying stars, watch me fade again
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:14.15] Space is an ocean
[00:21.03] Where silence meets the seas
[00:28.52] Cold and withered
[00:35.34] Where I feel complete
[00:42.70] Yearning, trapped, forever sleeps
[00:46.20] Whispers calleth upon the deep
[00:49.81] Memories of past lives grow cold
[00:56.72] My mind, a tapestry, a nail
[01:00.33] This canvas echoing, a well
[01:03.89] These reveries are starting to feel old
[01:10.68] They feel old
[01:14.72]
[01:25.57] Winter, the smile of a dying moon
[01:29.05] Painted, denial
[01:32.60] Feasting on a king's tomb
[01:35.83] Leaving bones for the jackals
[01:39.54] A barren land, on which to weep
[01:43.16] And misty beaches where to mourn
[01:46.69] I wrote the script, that dives so deep
[01:50.38] And dream my way below
[01:54.81]
[02:01.10] Row, and row, and row until the end
[02:08.09] And greet the darkness rising on your path to transcend
[02:15.47] Row, and row, and row until the end
[02:22.25] Through nebulas, through dying stars, watch me fade again
[02:30.43]
[02:36.69] Space is an ocean
[02:44.09] A mirror to the soul
[02:50.83] A blurry wreath, pleasure
[02:58.20] That is gone
[03:05.16] I feel the darkness yet again
[03:08.59] I feel growing, the beast within
[03:12.07] And affliction, slowly pulling me below
[03:19.39] The angst is keeping me alive
[03:22.64] What is dead may never die
[03:26.30] But I walk the earth, innocent, alone
[03:33.91] Walking the shores that once were clear
[03:37.19] I dream again, the path I rode
[03:40.71] And breathe the same shrill atmosphere
[03:44.32] The season winds, and withered stones
[03:47.80] And when I look at the frontier, I see a dying sun, low
[03:54.93] Celestial player, a light so clear
[03:58.75] That is never coming home
[04:02.60] Row, and row, and row until the end
[04:16.32] And greet the darkness rising, allow your mind to transcend
[04:23.72] Row and row and row into the end
[04:30.55] Embrace the rivers roaring flowing towards a better end
[04:37.92] Row and row and row into the end
[04:44.86] And dream away the notion that you'll ever be the same
[04:52.20] Row and row and row until the end
[04:59.09] Through nebulas, through dying stars, watch me fade again
[05:08.25]
[00:21.03] Where silence meets the seas
[00:28.52] Cold and withered
[00:35.34] Where I feel complete
[00:42.70] Yearning, trapped, forever sleeps
[00:46.20] Whispers calleth upon the deep
[00:49.81] Memories of past lives grow cold
[00:56.72] My mind, a tapestry, a nail
[01:00.33] This canvas echoing, a well
[01:03.89] These reveries are starting to feel old
[01:10.68] They feel old
[01:14.72]
[01:25.57] Winter, the smile of a dying moon
[01:29.05] Painted, denial
[01:32.60] Feasting on a king's tomb
[01:35.83] Leaving bones for the jackals
[01:39.54] A barren land, on which to weep
[01:43.16] And misty beaches where to mourn
[01:46.69] I wrote the script, that dives so deep
[01:50.38] And dream my way below
[01:54.81]
[02:01.10] Row, and row, and row until the end
[02:08.09] And greet the darkness rising on your path to transcend
[02:15.47] Row, and row, and row until the end
[02:22.25] Through nebulas, through dying stars, watch me fade again
[02:30.43]
[02:36.69] Space is an ocean
[02:44.09] A mirror to the soul
[02:50.83] A blurry wreath, pleasure
[02:58.20] That is gone
[03:05.16] I feel the darkness yet again
[03:08.59] I feel growing, the beast within
[03:12.07] And affliction, slowly pulling me below
[03:19.39] The angst is keeping me alive
[03:22.64] What is dead may never die
[03:26.30] But I walk the earth, innocent, alone
[03:33.91] Walking the shores that once were clear
[03:37.19] I dream again, the path I rode
[03:40.71] And breathe the same shrill atmosphere
[03:44.32] The season winds, and withered stones
[03:47.80] And when I look at the frontier, I see a dying sun, low
[03:54.93] Celestial player, a light so clear
[03:58.75] That is never coming home
[04:02.60] Row, and row, and row until the end
[04:16.32] And greet the darkness rising, allow your mind to transcend
[04:23.72] Row and row and row into the end
[04:30.55] Embrace the rivers roaring flowing towards a better end
[04:37.92] Row and row and row into the end
[04:44.86] And dream away the notion that you'll ever be the same
[04:52.20] Row and row and row until the end
[04:59.09] Through nebulas, through dying stars, watch me fade again
[05:08.25]