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Rust and Dun
12:18
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stand among rust and dun
while the vane turns in the songs of the earth
the barren ground is cracked and worn beneath my feet
light the flame beyond
the cloudless sky has no relief, the crown of Sol
light the flame and take me on
here is no rain and weathered hands behold the earth
here is no rain; in reverence of failing we flee
turning for the sea, longing for the end
fill me, fill me, fill my body with salt
take me, take me, take me over, take me far from here
here is no rain and weathered hands behold the earth
here is no rain; in reverence of failing we flee
rain, wash away, cleanse me
wind, take me on, take me
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Beleaguered by Lashings
08:21
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beleaguered by lashings
(take me on)
calling to beneath the waves, echoes forgotten by the storm
there is no redemption within the howling gail
the sound of the white wings is beyond
the burden i carry is of the peregrine
whose body i held in years gone by
(take me down)
shadow and white caps wrest control
saline surrender to the one below
all mercy beyond hope and i am overcome
with sorrow for they, the tormented
the deadwood is rising as in this tempest i
release my dead body from its life
i face the sky, i drink the sea
deep blue, cover me
for all the horror cry silence, follow the past and consume
inhale the burden, embrace the past to which the storm is known
the tempest, the maelstrom, the anguish and hate, possessing the always beyond
i will die as a dream you never had
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The Gleaming Walls
11:01
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behind me stood the gleaming walls and earth unfurls before
a veil drawn in faded wings of ochre, bathed in light
no white bird flies through mordant rain
yet i, the peregrine, go on
the current of ochre rust-washes fields of emptiness
abandoned hope, shrouded in red unyielding tides
the dust-ridden crown lifeless and heaving in the air
falls down upon tin-clad temples to foregone deities
barren hope enlightens none, roads to nowhere only end
behind me stoods the gleaming walls and earth unfurls before
a veil drawn in faded wings of ochre, bathed in light
before me lay a pleading land of fields in slow decay
a slow tide, a storm without rain, a ship that heaves with every wave
let sun bellow down, let fires fall and rise again
let birds on their mills rust and then pour into the soil
let it be drowned, let there be flames or years of rain
let man tell the tale of a forgotten and hollow land
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Amongst The Maelstrom
08:43
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stand, stand, stars glimmer brighter here
stare, stare, fraught current take me home
the touch upon me shows that these are the winds
that sing a swan-song calling 'these are the wounds'
a serenade for cloudless skies, far from the waves
that lift their bodies from their ties to take me on
stand, stand, stand, crushing tables, monoliths
free, free, free, earthly tethers from these wounds
amongst the maelstrom, the hollow sea
they lost the firmament to memory
the winds which once blew their promise to me
have fallen silent, have fallen silent
the barren lands behind show no hope
the icy serenade forgotten
i stare into the sea embracing
the tempest is my path to take me home
dive deep, black sea!
drown me, currents
take me under
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Ashes, Dust and Soil
07:58
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frail song, faded road
failed air, take me home
ashes, dust and soil, scattered
a mantle over all
sunrise in painted payne
thrown down across the hills
visions of rust, shearing in gales
visions of birds, leaving their mills
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Beyond the Divide
11:18
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an aureate ray of light will shine a guide towards our failure
frail leaves are pale and wilted, born of quiescence beneath the radiance
a bare, fallow expanse beyond the field
shell of a land laid to rest by failure
a void, pierced by the veins of summer sky
gilding the rust-blown epitaph beneath
carried on the dust tide, the wheel and vane turn by the hands of a god long forgotten
weathered faces become the birds who rust upon their lonely mills and fade
beyond the divide, gold are the walls of turning season
and in the earth, devour all that we have known
beyond the divide, old is the air that hangs in silence
and in a shroud of emerald, a sea of gold
cyan tides overhead carry the land
and sculptures of old hands
sworn to raise the sky
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