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Beautiful Darkness...
05:24
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Beautiful darkness, the utter ways your subtle gaze hath made the light it’s fondest. I stood in haste to come of days when light would be the harshest. When eyes have slaved from life abate I meet thee in your quarters...
Beautiful darkness, in which was made from what became of me, the dawn that danced along with dusk in perfect harmony. The way my wings displayed your face in admiration of the canvas in which the painter paints.
Beautiful darkness, I laid inside the bosom of a broken mind to find that you and I were meant to bind. Had none to confide, but selfish is what selfless does, the darkness you my only love.
Beautiful darkness, the absence of, better yet the fullness of, the awe you bring to thee arouses me from deep within my being. The lust I breathe could only be my addiction to your beauty…
Chorus:
Beautiful Darkness x 4
The Darkness she’s a friend to me, surrounding within her wings. And when we make love I fill her up with ecstasy.
Beautiful Darkness x 2
The Twilight is my light, when dusk and dawn, have joined in hand and guardians have changed their stance. The mar of fault has gained the prom of all to right the wrongs of those who fall. In sight of my domain, the law of dark has posh to fame.
Beautiful Darkness, I have proclaim that in your name, what may and hath not became, for light does not comprehend and nor can’t it stand, for it is better to light a candle then to curse the darkness.
Bridge-
I must have been fairly blind to think that I would reconcile. I’m going through the motions, when the moon had rose within her smile. I’ve been absent for a while, my love took up my time. My adoration for the darkness is so truly blind.
Beautiful Darkness x 4
Beautiful Darkness, what I had feared now is my only reason to be here, for you have gave me solemn shade, a shoulder for my tears. And though my ways as of late have not been true to faith…
Beautiful Darkness, within your arms I found the strength to live when all had rot and I was lost, by a kiss. Chained by the wrist, nor could I remember what it was to exist…
Beautiful Darkness x 4
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Verbatim
03:52
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And while grown men talk spit and walk with pride, my ego’s to the side. Head held high, ego to the side. I’m taking confidence for a ride. Preach!!! Led me to that fork in the road, instead of going left I went home. Chilled to the bone, I fear none, not even God on the throne. I’m chilled to the bone, words of the Crone. You all stay tuned; the darkness is coming, received my boon. You all stay tuned. Now put your owls in the sky, as the crow flies, perched on the line. God says hi. Post cards in the mail. Behind the white veil, lie the children of the gloom. Take my word for it, don’t ignore it. Your 15 minutes are up, you’re done speaking. All I hear is lip service, I don’t believe you. All I hear is lip service, I don’t believe you.
Hook-
Take my word for verbatim, shake the monkeys but don’t wake them. Not just yet, wait for it, the moment has begun, are you awake for it. Through the hole of the worm, my words stand firm. But you all are not listening. X2
Oh you can’t hear me, well I’m the silent angel, excuse me. Pardon you…
Who knew, that I alone set the tone for this, don’t forget it. I broke bread and fed the famine. Hunger no more, food for them all. Spoke to the source, she said go forth. Speak truth and multiply, tell no lie. Reveal what’s inside. See through my eyes. Speak truth; now go forth. So I headed north home to Weastwick, the city of thorns. Prayed in the rain; sought retribution, called on the name, Oldominion.
Hook-
Take my word for verbatim, shake the monkeys but don’t wake them. Not just yet, wait for it, the moment has begun, are you awake for it. Through the hole of the worm, my words stand firm. But you all are not listening. X2
Oh you can’t hear me, well I’m the silent angel, excuse me. Pardon you…
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Fantasia
03:46
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Hills on the way, a cantor of modern excavation to dark matters, yet the wheels never sway.
Oh Beautiful, the next round of overtures are on thee, the minister conductor of song three.
By eyes and ears only, expression bows to bloom, and yet the ears cannot hear what admires to the loop.
O’Nightingale, that borrows to the day, how the hours slowly pass without the mourner’s turn to face.
A sad instrument hath born, from the soil of his pain, whence the founder of grim be patient to turn towards his way.
The better part of me is the parliament of three, honed to break the skin of loneliness enraptured by his wings.
Broken by an art, glimpse of the end, not the lover but the writer of the rain I commend.
And the mountains bore the wind, from here I prevail, till that time when all is nothing, meditate on the real.
The creep, asleep, towered by the judge as I provided the door to promise I was taken from above.
Heed the cunning; boast his chains, from the time of its beginning I was bounded by this name.
And now this spirit glows of flame, which consumes the pseudo-god, from the throne of his shame.
The night never looked so good, so I just might for the hell of it; share a toast with the irrelevant.
And I will probably find my way, but for now for the hell of it I give all to the embellishment… Touché
The Night never looked so good…
They’re watching, they’re creeping, and slow be the tinsel of a morsel for the weekend.
Let’s rest ourselves from the mundane arrogance that we all have obtained. Now let’s go…
Absolve be the door so none would go through, but what they forgotten I have produced.
Now the whole world be free to enter unannounced, for We raise the roof to infinity no bounds.
Hope is but a doubt of the greater things to come.
Let’s be confined and confident in our minds, rise to the occasion the omnipotent divine.
Hope is but a doubt of what has already begun.
The night never looked so good…
Supplement ourselves to the moment of the one.
Soul sentiment, fold to four halves, the rose is so elegant. You do the math.
Trust in ourselves, learn from mistakes, take none for granted, do what it takes.
Love with no conditions, breath to till it hurts, evolve to full potential; elevate the earth.
Experience the world through the eyes of a child.
Make happy, make happy, for the love of things in the world make happy. Till the ends of the universe and back to the source, make happy. We are all on course…
The night never looked so good…
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Fern
01:13
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Strange men unapproved from either eye
From whence hath evil lived by walking hard to forge desire?
And on goes imaginations blamed by waking lies
Ill matched and undisputed
My mouth plucks fruit more sweet than thine
I flew past I drew nigh in the same place at the same time
But could not taste the words themselves that imitate
Among the groves and underneath the wreath
Men dare not go but merit fear of things to speak
Behold me, held myself on top of pedestals’
Appetite for judging meat
And since happy creatures impair happy feet from tapping
Let us seek the chief and hear her speech
Vouched to cause but unsatisfied
Rolls the tongue from the mouth of Clementine
Your necks bend easily and so do your knees to pay tribute to mine.
After cups hath filled with wine…
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Matilda
02:33
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Say the moon and stars had passed away
The night no longer met the day
And lies saw truth on poker face
To rationalize the minds escapes
The open sky that grieves the wind
The broken blessed received in sin
But what sin perceives of me I have nothing but the best intentions
None to speak
Get on my knees
Don’t bow to kings
Nor I to priest
For no man shall stand nor prosper
Until my wings return from Abba
The cut throat
Your mouth closed
The best part
Be silent because I quite mouth says nothing…
I’ve return
You had enough
I’ve only just begun
My angels greet the like gentlemen
How do you do my feathered friends?
Ooh lasting here before me
The last thing I need is to leave this stage without applause
Shock and awe
Where’s my applause?
Fools I’ve been here before
Resting where you stood
The length of time for me to try
Would be a waste so why oblige?
Pessimist to narcissist
Beyond the myth I’m part of this
Paint the lines with my words
Rank the vile with absurd
Try again to comprehend
Your use to crap so I commend
The new face of mastery
Now well come to my ceremony
I suspend the sacrilege
Disorder turned to function
Give me all of your broken
Performing miracles at this moment
And if the moon and stars would pass today
The mind would think another place
A brand new world in empty space
The darkness is the canvas
Black bliss fiendish breed
I light the flame
The candle sings
Traversed where pleasant wills its steed
A storm abreast upon my broken wings
Ambush the love I feed
For all of you are kin to me
At first break of dawn comes the gathering
Shall I flame on?
Two cups before me
Life and death
Let’s drink of both
For where I stand
Is on the plane of balance
Let’s have a toast
To immortality
The promise for all to be
The final anomaly
Let’s harmonize to harmony
I shall flame on
Say the moon and stars have passed away
And minds create to fill the space
Time would return to rightful place
Before would be a yesterday
And life begins again
And Possibilities will never end
For we exist because we can
And don’t know any better
I’ve return
You had enough
I’ve only just begun
My angels greet the like gentlemen
How do you do my feathered friends?
Ooh lasting here before me
The last thing I need is to leave this stage without applause
Shock and awe
Where’s my applause?
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6. |
Oblivion
04:41
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Hook:
Tomorrow we will change
No sorrow no more pain
No nothing will remain
Till all has been erased
Until we meet again
Until we meet again
Until we meet again…
The horizon looks good from here
Adorning a new beginning
Indeed it looks good from here
Raised arms walk the maze
Gaze the twilight to oblivion
Onward my indigo children…
Hone the moment of the promise
This here’s a good place to rest
And though our journeys just begun
Towards the melody of moonlight
Let us dance
Let’s loose ourselves
Like our lives never end…
By the river of forgotten
The garments of our memories
Set free shed free
Let our past be cleansed
Furthermore the line the solace
Bends for time no more
We are blessed…
Here in Her presence
Every prophet in her house
Most glorious of essence
Our sacred song’s pronounced
Unmake what tomorrow had meant
Find grace in the mercy
Of these never ending days of Oblivion…
Hook:
Tomorrow we will change
No sorrow no more pain
No nothing will remain
Till all has been erased
Until we meet again
Until we meet again
Until we meet again…
Formed them free
I decree to be lost and resound
Son of my bosom
Daughter of the now
We appeared without end
To be far and free
Praises least upon the righteous
And narrow to toward the east
Hollow to the finest
When I die roll with flames
Showing from this very instance
How the sonnet never waste
Gentle is the gild
Horus rise no more
Honor me with laughter
Through these eyes adore
Spirit by the light
Blinding me with love
Let it shine let it shine
Feel the presence
From above
May there be
May there be
All that there is
Wondering with heart
Desolation of the ego
Restoration of the spark
Bodies of celestial
Shower me in the dark
Endeavor and unconscious
Be the way of our walk to oblivion…
Hook:
Tomorrow we will change
No sorrow no more pain
No nothing will remain
Till all has been erased
Until we meet again
Until we meet again
Until we meet again…
Mine eye not shut
No more
The deeper we fall
Soften my heart
Slow be the way of the walk
No comparison to heaven
Sleep on and seek nor more
We are here at the source
In pure adoration
An unbelievable site
No measure to the awe
This never felt so right
We are home
Beyond words
This is our home
In comfort
Beyond love
This is our home
All praise to our Mother
The beginning of us all
From the sea of her womb
In the dark we are born
All praise to our Father
The beginning of us all
From the seed in her womb
In the light we are born…
Hook:
Tomorrow we will change
No sorrow no more pain
No nothing will remain
Till all has been erased
Until we meet again
Until we meet again
Until we meet again…
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None of this is real
The house, the car, the kids
None of this is real
It is all perceptions of what I perceive
For the true reality is within me
To see, to hear, to touch, to feel
Outside one’s self none of this is real
I create by order of existence
To realize one’s self by separation of environment
None of this is real
My words vibrate on what we thought was air
For all is not between two ears
But what lies beneath the corporeal
In guise of thought I create this space
My eyes have lied by change of face
How lost was I to paint this maze
I’ve found the door beyond this place.
None of this is real
There is no separation separate of our selves
The force that drives this life ordeal
Is kindly hid behind the veil
What darkness hath in light revealed
What silence hath in speech concealed
I’ve saved what’s left of my appeal
And chose a path from high to kneel
None of this is real
What hate segregates?
None of this is real
None of this is real
What faith debates
None of this is real
Not one alone can save us all
It’s all or none
The rise the fall
From day to night
From here abroad
But on whose accord do we applaud...
None of this is real
None of this is real…
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WHAT HAVE MAY Seattle, Washington
WHAT HAVE MAY... The group was created in 2012 and is labelled as genreless music. WHAT HAVE MAY brings dynamic music with a thematic message. Their sound is noteworthy of that NorthWest Seattle grey gloominess over cinematic composition.
WHAT HAVE MAY recommends:
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