The Days of the After and Behind
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โฑ๏ธ 5:49 duration
๐ ID: 9321112
๐ Lyrics
I was walking in the dust
Through the half-closed spaces
Incrustations of mud and dew
Resins dripped in the stone
I discerned a man, alone
Frightened eyes, red of pain
I was walking in the pale wintry sun
Through the substrates of the wind
Mosaics of clouds like raging herds
I discerned a crow, fierce, scanning the horizon
Vitreous eyes and silver tears
Notes of a new pentagram
White pages ready to shelter obscure mysteries
I was walking in the dust
Through the half-closed spaces
Incrustations of mud and dew
Resins dripped in the stone
I discerned a man, alone
Frightened eyes, red of pain
These are the days of the after and behind
These are the days of the after and behind
The days of the present, that rolls by slow and full
The days of the present, that rolls by slow and full
I was walking in the dust
Through the half-closed spaces
Mosaics of clouds like raging herds
I was walking in the dust
Through the half-closed spaces
Vitreous eyes and silver tears
Through the half-closed spaces
Incrustations of mud and dew
Resins dripped in the stone
I discerned a man, alone
Frightened eyes, red of pain
I was walking in the pale wintry sun
Through the substrates of the wind
Mosaics of clouds like raging herds
I discerned a crow, fierce, scanning the horizon
Vitreous eyes and silver tears
Notes of a new pentagram
White pages ready to shelter obscure mysteries
I was walking in the dust
Through the half-closed spaces
Incrustations of mud and dew
Resins dripped in the stone
I discerned a man, alone
Frightened eyes, red of pain
These are the days of the after and behind
These are the days of the after and behind
The days of the present, that rolls by slow and full
The days of the present, that rolls by slow and full
I was walking in the dust
Through the half-closed spaces
Mosaics of clouds like raging herds
I was walking in the dust
Through the half-closed spaces
Vitreous eyes and silver tears
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:16.69] I was walking in the dust
[00:20.36] Through the half-closed spaces
[00:24.16] Incrustations of mud and dew
[00:31.61] Resins dripped in the stone
[00:35.48] I discerned a man, alone
[00:39.17] Frightened eyes, red of pain
[01:16.19] I was walking in the pale wintry sun
[01:23.71] Through the substrates of the wind
[01:31.20] Mosaics of clouds like raging herds
[01:39.02] I discerned a crow, fierce, scanning the horizon
[01:53.39] Vitreous eyes and silver tears
[02:01.26] Notes of a new pentagram
[02:08.22] White pages ready to shelter obscure mysteries
[02:31.73] I was walking in the dust
[02:35.55] Through the half-closed spaces
[02:39.20] Incrustations of mud and dew
[02:46.61] Resins dripped in the stone
[02:50.34] I discerned a man, alone
[02:54.20] Frightened eyes, red of pain
[03:57.64] These are the days of the after and behind
[04:12.52] These are the days of the after and behind
[04:32.17] The days of the present, that rolls by slow and full
[04:39.31] The days of the present, that rolls by slow and full
[05:01.74] I was walking in the dust
[05:05.22] Through the half-closed spaces
[05:09.03] Mosaics of clouds like raging herds
[05:16.71] I was walking in the dust
[05:20.54] Through the half-closed spaces
[05:24.18] Vitreous eyes and silver tears
[00:20.36] Through the half-closed spaces
[00:24.16] Incrustations of mud and dew
[00:31.61] Resins dripped in the stone
[00:35.48] I discerned a man, alone
[00:39.17] Frightened eyes, red of pain
[01:16.19] I was walking in the pale wintry sun
[01:23.71] Through the substrates of the wind
[01:31.20] Mosaics of clouds like raging herds
[01:39.02] I discerned a crow, fierce, scanning the horizon
[01:53.39] Vitreous eyes and silver tears
[02:01.26] Notes of a new pentagram
[02:08.22] White pages ready to shelter obscure mysteries
[02:31.73] I was walking in the dust
[02:35.55] Through the half-closed spaces
[02:39.20] Incrustations of mud and dew
[02:46.61] Resins dripped in the stone
[02:50.34] I discerned a man, alone
[02:54.20] Frightened eyes, red of pain
[03:57.64] These are the days of the after and behind
[04:12.52] These are the days of the after and behind
[04:32.17] The days of the present, that rolls by slow and full
[04:39.31] The days of the present, that rolls by slow and full
[05:01.74] I was walking in the dust
[05:05.22] Through the half-closed spaces
[05:09.03] Mosaics of clouds like raging herds
[05:16.71] I was walking in the dust
[05:20.54] Through the half-closed spaces
[05:24.18] Vitreous eyes and silver tears