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Moonlit
14:55
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A lonesome soul wanders through the night upon an oaken path
Pictures embrace its absent mind as the sea enmeshes an isle
as lone as the guide that leads its way and never reaches the day.
In the midst of cold caress it can bask in enlightened darkness.
Embedded into flowing shades it feels
a glowing spark that never fades.
Bare luminescence inside.
An absence of air that deadens the fire.
At times surrounded by light
There's no way to suspire.
Condemned by a metaphor that merged in the past.
The light that awakens ever will last.
Thetic, mere a pinnacle this conception lost truth
for a lonesome soul that slenders through the night.
Lift the mind and grasp the gentle breath of the rainfall.
Seek the winds that will free the body from dead weight and shift the burden...
...away.
Give in to a
deep savor of life
and fade away.
Dive into the air and enter the night with one's eyes open.
Listen to the voice that whispers echoic to disperse all hold...
...away.
Give in to a
deep Savor of life
and fade away.
A part of nature is disavowed.
A subtle call not heared alloud.
A depth uncharted in narrow sight
That can be felt not be described.
Nightfall will enforce the enigma.
Delphic sway coheres with the fall of the sun.
And debarred from the night,
the lone breeze,
I stand Moonlit.
I see the moonlight
through the pane broken.
A fractured sphere.
A glance to keep.
I feel the pale night,
hear it whisper
of serene beauty that for
I gently weep.
As if the moon had
through my soul spoken,
it felt so mere,
A murmur deep.
And with a faint dread
I might forget what
awakened within me
I fall asleep.
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2. |
Dividual
12:26
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This hull was given
Lifetime anew.
Disembarked from dark into entity
as no life ever left timelessness.
A Peculiar sense of Bitterness
Fills a void that should be effaced
When outsides are reflected
With marrow barely limned.
Life becomes predictable
Fading behind the known of time.
Strife for life replaceable.
A thriving being, a dividual.
Self falls apart (The lights, the lights, the lights, the lights dim)
I feel strange at heart. Lights dim. (The lights, the lights, the lights, and the lights dim)
Born being denied traits that one needs to make difference.
Enveloped by possession of foreigners heir.
Forced to bear a burden as sole devisee.
Entangled to a lifetime prior to the scheme.
Oh, what makes disbelief fill a casing that is defined
By the internal individuality solely?
It's a prospect that delineates grief
For identity that's naturally given elsewise to anyone alive.
Albeit what rules given all beings grow driven.
Albeit what rules given all beings deem striven.
Albeit what rules given all beings dwell riven.
In the face of frontiers we thrive, we aim, we exult in tears, we strive, we
claim, are being distraught, are caught in fears, we pressure the thought of draught, yet
gain, ideas are revered, new views obtained, above is the rain below the
drain, the strain is adhered, the voices tamed, the picture is cleared, a world insane.
Born being denied traits one needs to make difference.
Enveloped by possession of foreigners heir.
Forced to bear a burden as sole devisee.
Entangled to a lifetime prior to the scheme.
You can deny distinct pace
May even direct what came to pass before but you'll
Never let reoccur what can't be
Found to be consensual entirely.
Life's not bargained away by a blueprint.
We thrive in crooked ways as we climb and fall, to each his own.
For a while you wonder and sit aghast.
Do Humans stifle, a petty trifle with their past?
Only time will tell.
Those dreadful thoughts will not recur anymore.
In the deep and yonder, at long last,
All anguish scattered, doubts left shattered. Mind blithe and vast.
Shed the agony.
Those dreadful thoughts will not recur anymore.
This hull was given
Lifetime anew.
Disembarked from dark into entity
as no life ever left timelessness.
Rejection of the notion
Replaced what once was disbelief.
When outsides are reflected
Intuit the souls to shine!
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3. |
Transit
14:53
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Step by step,
wandering ahead,
the direction's a given
mind the gap or ...
Die starved, yearning affection,
Starved of a will to see the
Lies carved in our reflection,
Numbing the stillness inside ...
...All. Thoughts align you.
As you sow, so shall you reap.
Yet the roar of the lion.
Reframes the world that you seek to see.
Gap by gap,
Stumbling with dread
The direction's misgiven
Stir your head or...
nigh carves shrouded affliction,
Carved through a veil the fleeting
Sigh starves of eerie conviction,
Stilling the numbness inside...
...All. Thoughts align you.
As you sow, so shall you reap.
Yet the roar of the lion,
Reframes the world that you seek to see.
Tick tock calls the final hour,
We block that which will devour,
Tick tock calls the final hour,
Bedrock of a truth to cower.
In vain we gently tide
In pain around the light.
Lost in our fortress of solitude,
We dwell in transit. We just don't see it.
Who dare disturb my slumber?!
Crawl away in torments delight!
Never cast off the veil of tears
in fear of what's behind.
Now know that you know nothing.
How we stroll in disoriented ways.
Go, thrall, in time of wayfare.
Burn enthralled your very notion of life.
In vain we gently tide
In pain around the light.
Lost in our fortress of solitude,
We dwell in transit. We just don't see it.
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4. |
Dusk
03:30
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5. |
Moonblaze, Pt. 1
11:25
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Amidst the time vague yet malign
reflects the path of the oblivious.
Eluding sight, deluding mind
a withered land in barren sea of nothingness.
Aeons pass, fade away.
The way of life remains unaltered.
Then at last balance decays
remorseless of those who faltered.
The night has come at last.
Beclouded shadows cast
kindled ashes of the past,
a blaze from greed amassed.
Not Beast like nor lenient
the essence of our world is corporeal.
Not nocuous nor obedient
In the end indifferent to the cerebral.
This place marks the dearth. Eternal coffin of
the unremunerated, unearned, free.
The ingrate ingrain and in bereavement watch
their life retreating in tranquillity.
Beyond a life of mere ferocity
there is a peace of mind lit by the moon.
We crave, we starve and thus...
Alone, we desire
the home, that will deny us.
We roam our inert surface
bemoan the shelter on fire.
Amidst the time vague yet malign
reflects the path of the oblivious.
Eluding sight, deluding mind
a withered land in barren sea of nothingness.
Aeons pass, fade away.
The way of life remains unaltered.
Then at last balance decays
remorseless of those who faltered.
The night has come at last.
Beclouded shadows cast
kindled ashes of the past,
a blaze from greed amassed.
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6. |
Moonblaze, Pt. 2
10:24
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Minute
is the path ahead,
is the trail behind,
are delight and dread.
Enthralling breadth,
all value dwarfed
in the vast.
The bearing, the mesmerized
are struck by awe.
Intertwine tenor and time, dwell in the deep.
Forsaken prospect that is subsistence.
The well (within our mind) will wither at last (without our reach).
Lest we forget lethe will be a notion long lost,
Those of elusiveness are to ponder.
The well (within our mind) will wither at last (without our reach).
The last (within our world) will perish aswell (without our grief).
Light will evolve to blaze and
blight in the ever deepened haze of
time. The universe departs a-
ligned with all we know in e-
ternal decline ugh.
So let me ask with these
simple words that came to mind
if we can see this far with ease
and reach this shallow in kind,
can't we leave it all behind
those struggles sublime
enlighten in the night
before our end of time?
Light will become a blaze in-
side in the ever deepened maze we
stride. The self grows apart from
plight when lit by the moon en-
twined.
Minute feels
the path ahead,
the trail behind,
delight and dread.
Enthralling breadth,
all value dwarfed,
in the vastness
unbound instead.
Upon the end, can't we leave it all behind,
Upon the end, Those Struggles sublime,
Upon the end, Enlighten in the night,
Upon the end, Before Our end of time?
Upon the end...
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