Urn, Pt. I: And Within the Void We Are Breathless

[02:00.38] Nebulous skin of change reflecting
[02:03.58] Seething dead eyes
[02:06.65] Drowning within two black mirrors
[02:09.74] The writhe of our stained-glass angels
[02:13.19] Diaphanous
[02:15.94] Pale tongues upon our spines
[02:19.11] Behold, star-crossed, moribund
[02:22.79] Fleeting, the fall... to our funeral
[02:29.26] As moths' bleed from our wounds of faith, all light wanes
[02:41.72] And upon our open palms are dreams of ash and ember
[02:55.53] Beneath aqueducts, anointed... we transfigure
[03:08.25] And within the void we are breathless, we are delivered
[03:21.09] A crown of coal-black eyes, tendrils of shadow
[03:33.65] Breathless, beloved, godless... we are home
[03:46.78] Beneath aqueducts, anointed... we transfigure
[03:59.44] And within the void we are breathless, we are delivered
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[05:53.94] And within the void we are breathless
[06:25.89] We are breathless
[06:37.90] Breathless
[06:44.36] Breathless
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