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Lichgate
04:11
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Lichgate
Waiting by the window
watching the seasons come and go,
but the orchards refuse to grow.
Standing by the lichgate
caught between the grief and the hope,
between the casket and the stone.
Empty, left abandoned;
the ruin is a home
for a murder of crows.
Memories of dying candles
in rooms forsaken and cold,
the weight of the hatred you hold.
Cast a glance skyward,
into oblivion.
Stars in the night
have defeated Hyperion.
Anhedonia
Wasted years and funeral tongues
have brought us here, Anhedonia.
A thousand fears and illusions of love
have led us here, Anhedonia.
No heart for idle nightmares,
in panes of glass and hardened soil.
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Hypothermia
03:04
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Hypothermia
In the unforgiving snow
where the light and shade repose
I have seen life decompose
and have wandered all alone,
coiled serpents under foot,
overlooked by watchful rooks
where the earth and sky combine,
withered on the mountainside.
I am sick of waiting for you,
I can feel the creeping cold,
in between the mortal flesh
and the unknown paths, overgrown.
Escaping the chains
of undeserved infatuation.
Braving the blades
that have torn through all forsaken
souls.
In the fearful eyes of death,
snatching souls from haunted flesh,
vanishing behind the shroud
becoming the dirt and clouds,
Purity is left behind
waiting for that friend of mine.
Given wings or wrapped in flames,
the heart is weary all the same.
'The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms' (this last part is an extract from The Hollow Men, T. S. Eliot)
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Wax and Laudanum
02:27
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Wax and Laudanum
Pursuit of the wyvern
in the coals of the fireplace,
the blinking eyes of Hestia
stare back from the weakening flames.
We find no relief
outside,
the water ebbs,
smothered in shadow.
Silence rains down
from the frozen peaks,
we only speak in whispers
as the tallow burns low.
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Lanterns for Wræclastas
04:10
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Lanterns For Wræclastas
Waking up in the dark,
hearing the hum from afar,
simplicity has struck a chord,
restored the traveller's resolve,
clarity of earthly forms
in the coming shadow of our thoughts,
but not all those who wander are lost.
You turned the tides,
I'm wading counter to the flow.
The river swells against me,
drowning in the undertow.
She built those bridges
then burned them down,
though the smoke and ash,
I see the distance now.
Stepping out into the land
beyond your walls
and hourglass sand,
the roads go on forever,
onward, until I no longer
remember.
Remember the foundations you neglect.
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Pavor Nocturnus
03:53
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Pavor Nocturnus
I only wanted it to end,
the final words left to be said.
You only wanted us to fail,
a devil's hand in the details.
Meet me there at the bridge,
when the clouds burst
turn our backs.
Thunder calling out our names,
beauty falling through the rain.
All the wicker men are ashes
and the constellations gone,
the last vestiges of starlight
brought about the journey's end.
Trace the pattern with a frozen finger,
face the phantom in the mirror...
The night is pressing on my head,
vision turning sunset red,
a silent evening with regret,
unrequited, nothing left.
Meet me there at the cliff's edge,
when the moon brings you to tears,
the horizon is in flames,
beauty rising from the waves.
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Grief Under the Dule Tree
Destroy you with sorrow,
take no pleasure in duty,
with a heavy heart
raise a heavy blade
(in sorrow)
I shall weep as the hammer falls upon you,
the solemnity of a white knuckle ritual.
What must be done,
is done.
The clouds are low around our brows,
and hanging from the boughs;
they cling to headless hilltops
and the retinas of dawn.
Inner compulsion sealed our destiny,
forever fixed to stricken skies
and silhouettes of looming gallows.
(I won't) look away from the slaughter,
the burden has been placed
on the scales of a blind maiden
and I wager the weight is balanced.
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Cracked Earth
01:38
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A Loveless Routine
03:36
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A Loveless Routine
Nose dive, ruins fast approaching,
Lament, spirals are descending,
Falcon, cannot hear the calling,
Pinions, coil into nothing.
No wealth of possibilities,
a loveless routine,
pale hands enclosed
around a sanguine time piece.
Same old view, saturated,
the landscape's edge look serrated.
A crimson cloud evaporated
on the way down, obliterated.
Down, all the way down
all the way down.
A loveless routine:
I decline.
A subtraction of meaning:
I decline.
Take me down silent roads,
mountain routes with trailing smoke,
gravity pulled away, the veneer,
is in decay.
In decay...
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Pale Rain of the West
Are you pale for weariness,
of climbing heaven
and gazing upon the earth,
wandering companionless,
among the stars
that have a different birth,
Ever changing
like a joyless eye,
that finds no object
worth it's constancy.
The fitful alterations of the rain,
When the chill wind,
languid as with pain
of it's own heavy moisture
here and there,
drives through the gray
and beamless atmosphere.
You on whose stream
mid the steep sky's commotion,
loose clouds, earth's decaying leaves
are shed.
Shook from the tangled
boughs of heaven and ocean.
This is the dirge of the dying year
to which this closing night
will be the dome
of the sepulchre
vaulted with your might.
(Adapted lines from the works of Percy Bysshe Shelley.)
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Hovel Heraldry
02:50
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Exhumed
04:14
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Exhumed
There on blood saturated ground
stood the soldier, lord and vassal,
broken ploughs and gilded crowns
rust beneath the soil.
There lies the labyrinth,
scattered in the grass.
No longer shall you lose your way,
you cannot change the past.
Where the truth is buried,
no one delves too far.
Excavated remnants,
is this who you are?
Where our hope is hidden,
between celestial sparks.
Break through earthly flesh
and exposed a blackened heart.
Pillars of the earth.
Old souls have exhumed us,
cold blades have cleaved
through the void.
Blood saturates the ground,
broken ploughs
and once
gilded crowns.
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The Subtle Body
03:36
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The Subtle Body
Within oneself, the snake and child,
ancient artifacts defiled.
Beyond yourself, the barren earth,
and sylvan, darkened shadow work.
Bodies of light,
drifting through the seasons,
far away they climb,
we could never reach them.
The flood becomes our oxygen,
The blue devil rages on.
A waning moon hangs above her;
comfort at the midnight hour.
Amid mouldering ruins,
low he lies,
and death upon his brain
has closed his eyes:
A silver birch,
a mountain pass,
a broken chain
linked to the past.
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Beggar
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Beggar
Come forth,
purveyor of solitude,
silent as night.
The distance
more than physical,
chasing a lonely ghost.
Our pleasures
are of grave complexion.
The king returns a beggar,
in his gilded rags,
(back to) earth and frost...
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