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“Silence is the sacred shroud,
Solitude a weary friend.”
So say the souls born of the clouds,
Where all stories start and end;
Riven from the light,
Stricken blind,
Wrought into eternal night
How the welkin rang out with their anguished cries;
“What given right have you to judge me thusly?
Authority of mob and mass.
Save your stones, you couldn’t sink or crush me,
Obligation drags me down at last”
All in rags and torn upon the stones,
Cursed to roam the earth alone.
Fallen lambs to feed the meek,
Wretched hunger never sleeps.
Bound in mortal flesh,
Leaden chains,
Bleeding at the gates.
Innocents lured down from the peaks,
A grieving sky can only weep.
“Forgive me while I find the words,
I speak not in my mother tongue.
Hear me, hear my words,
What duty calls me from my work,
To toil here among the throng?
Tell me, what have I done.”
Another cloud dweller falls,
The mother mountain mourns.
Within the downcast roils an incandescent wrath;
“Deep into the darkest hive you drug me,
To the twisting reeking knot of life, you came whence.
I long at night to rise above the cloud sea,
I will dream not in your words but silence”
Across a blackened land,
Enjoining shackled hands.
“We souls born on the mountain,
Cursed by another’s sin.
Silence our given language,
Solitude our dearest kin.”
To bear the weight of ages,
Rise above the clinging mist.
Climb from this gaping valley,
Into light and truth and bliss.
“Our names were never yours to give,
Your words are only marks of ash.
Curses on a crumbling page,
Destined for a grave of dust.
This city is a feast for worms,
Set to burn on blackened pyre.
To the mountain we return,
Leaving the tyrants to their fated end in fire”
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Heliac (Remix/Remaster)
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When the sun shines brightest
The shadow darkens
All of a being’s hate and grief
Cast into such sharp relief
Nauseating contrast
External world of green and gold
Searing light and vain, resplendent love
Mocks the adamantine void within
All the blacker when viewed through dazzled eyes
Hands of light lain upon the stricken
Mean to heal by faith or hubris
Cannot cast this darkness from the soul
Their warmth can only keen the rot
Pale bodies bare as night peels back
Clinging to this baking rock
Blistering meat rotates in astral sublimation
Incinerating slowly in the solar wind
Creator and destroyer
Seed and scourge of life
Of harmony and piercing strife
All will burn
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