Ultha - Floors of Heaven | ||||
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1. Forever Always Comes to an End An irrelevant witness upon a great tide of time. A tide upon which I too shall be extinguished. Surging ever forward, gruesomely poetical. The hands are still - it's the world that's shaking, cutting off my fingers, one by one. There are no answers in this tempest, there is no closure in death. 2. To the Other Shore of the Night Seemingly silent and still, nightfall tightens the tourniquet of concern even further. Squeezing thoughts into choices measured on my three-fingered hand. My heart doesn't beat like before, crooked and cuffed to the floor. Forget everything and remember: As another passing phase on the way to the grave visions start to skew and life will always provide one last chance to get it all wrong. Lyrics in plain text format |
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