Shapes from Beyond the Veil of Stars and Space
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โฑ๏ธ 16:24 duration
๐ ID: 17209891
๐ Lyrics
Dreams happen in grief
At times
Painting dark landscapes
With my hands and drawing from springs
That were once crystal clear
Like my eyes from where
Only ooze flows now
Heaven and earth
Meet in a sacred embrace
And in the meantime I rise again
Among the flowers and the fresh dew
It's the first sun
That wakes you but does not warm you
It's the hardest hour
But I'm fine without you
Ubiquitous visions of death
Fill the dream
Can this body be gnawed from flesh
Yet the mind still expands its borders?
Can this be so vivid?
And what have I left?
And what have I left?
A mutilated body, perhaps mine
Damp hair after the night
The joints seem healed but the pain is unbearable
The pollen, the grass, the dust burn on my skin
And as on
Capillaries
My thoughts for you travel between
The furrows of these scars
Creating textures
Of a horrible and natural beauty
I'm not fine
Without you
I give up my life
To get back what I lost
Even if you don't exist
What you see, I see
If you touch me I feel it
And if you cry, I cry
Herald the mystic Marriage!
As a premonition feel the candid blanket
Over the dead bones drowning my silhouette
But my spirit does not end here
Does not end here!
Oneiric macabre collage
Soft like velvet yet not touchable
At times
Painting dark landscapes
With my hands and drawing from springs
That were once crystal clear
Like my eyes from where
Only ooze flows now
Heaven and earth
Meet in a sacred embrace
And in the meantime I rise again
Among the flowers and the fresh dew
It's the first sun
That wakes you but does not warm you
It's the hardest hour
But I'm fine without you
Ubiquitous visions of death
Fill the dream
Can this body be gnawed from flesh
Yet the mind still expands its borders?
Can this be so vivid?
And what have I left?
And what have I left?
A mutilated body, perhaps mine
Damp hair after the night
The joints seem healed but the pain is unbearable
The pollen, the grass, the dust burn on my skin
And as on
Capillaries
My thoughts for you travel between
The furrows of these scars
Creating textures
Of a horrible and natural beauty
I'm not fine
Without you
I give up my life
To get back what I lost
Even if you don't exist
What you see, I see
If you touch me I feel it
And if you cry, I cry
Herald the mystic Marriage!
As a premonition feel the candid blanket
Over the dead bones drowning my silhouette
But my spirit does not end here
Does not end here!
Oneiric macabre collage
Soft like velvet yet not touchable
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[01:47.55] Dreams happen in grief
[02:20.03] At times
[02:22.57]
[02:27.03] Painting dark landscapes
[02:31.48] With my hands and drawing from springs
[02:37.77]
[02:52.25] That were once crystal clear
[02:58.45] Like my eyes from where
[03:01.17] Only ooze flows now
[03:12.02] Heaven and earth
[03:18.34]
[03:20.71] Meet in a sacred embrace
[03:23.73]
[03:27.61] And in the meantime I rise again
[03:33.94] Among the flowers and the fresh dew
[03:37.76] It's the first sun
[03:56.02] That wakes you but does not warm you
[04:02.92] It's the hardest hour
[04:07.53] But I'm fine without you
[04:20.75]
[04:53.71] Ubiquitous visions of death
[04:56.17] Fill the dream
[04:58.50]
[05:16.52] Can this body be gnawed from flesh
[05:23.63] Yet the mind still expands its borders?
[05:29.89]
[05:38.13] Can this be so vivid?
[05:41.08] And what have I left?
[05:58.45] And what have I left?
[08:16.89] A mutilated body, perhaps mine
[08:23.94] Damp hair after the night
[08:30.89] The joints seem healed but the pain is unbearable
[08:38.17] The pollen, the grass, the dust burn on my skin
[08:44.88]
[11:23.58] And as on
[11:35.09]
[11:42.38] Capillaries
[11:45.40] My thoughts for you travel between
[11:49.53] The furrows of these scars
[11:53.67] Creating textures
[11:56.72]
[12:03.06] Of a horrible and natural beauty
[12:34.49]
[12:42.36] I'm not fine
[12:47.11] Without you
[12:49.62]
[12:53.24] I give up my life
[12:57.82] To get back what I lost
[12:59.97] Even if you don't exist
[13:19.31] What you see, I see
[13:23.75] If you touch me I feel it
[13:28.28] And if you cry, I cry
[13:33.73] Herald the mystic Marriage!
[13:40.19] As a premonition feel the candid blanket
[13:52.06]
[13:56.15] Over the dead bones drowning my silhouette
[14:00.70]
[14:05.66] But my spirit does not end here
[14:11.29]
[14:14.91] Does not end here!
[15:16.48] Oneiric macabre collage
[15:17.17] Soft like velvet yet not touchable
[15:34.49]
[02:20.03] At times
[02:22.57]
[02:27.03] Painting dark landscapes
[02:31.48] With my hands and drawing from springs
[02:37.77]
[02:52.25] That were once crystal clear
[02:58.45] Like my eyes from where
[03:01.17] Only ooze flows now
[03:12.02] Heaven and earth
[03:18.34]
[03:20.71] Meet in a sacred embrace
[03:23.73]
[03:27.61] And in the meantime I rise again
[03:33.94] Among the flowers and the fresh dew
[03:37.76] It's the first sun
[03:56.02] That wakes you but does not warm you
[04:02.92] It's the hardest hour
[04:07.53] But I'm fine without you
[04:20.75]
[04:53.71] Ubiquitous visions of death
[04:56.17] Fill the dream
[04:58.50]
[05:16.52] Can this body be gnawed from flesh
[05:23.63] Yet the mind still expands its borders?
[05:29.89]
[05:38.13] Can this be so vivid?
[05:41.08] And what have I left?
[05:58.45] And what have I left?
[08:16.89] A mutilated body, perhaps mine
[08:23.94] Damp hair after the night
[08:30.89] The joints seem healed but the pain is unbearable
[08:38.17] The pollen, the grass, the dust burn on my skin
[08:44.88]
[11:23.58] And as on
[11:35.09]
[11:42.38] Capillaries
[11:45.40] My thoughts for you travel between
[11:49.53] The furrows of these scars
[11:53.67] Creating textures
[11:56.72]
[12:03.06] Of a horrible and natural beauty
[12:34.49]
[12:42.36] I'm not fine
[12:47.11] Without you
[12:49.62]
[12:53.24] I give up my life
[12:57.82] To get back what I lost
[12:59.97] Even if you don't exist
[13:19.31] What you see, I see
[13:23.75] If you touch me I feel it
[13:28.28] And if you cry, I cry
[13:33.73] Herald the mystic Marriage!
[13:40.19] As a premonition feel the candid blanket
[13:52.06]
[13:56.15] Over the dead bones drowning my silhouette
[14:00.70]
[14:05.66] But my spirit does not end here
[14:11.29]
[14:14.91] Does not end here!
[15:16.48] Oneiric macabre collage
[15:17.17] Soft like velvet yet not touchable
[15:34.49]