Mastering Fire - Howling Sycamore

Mastering Fire - Howling Sycamore

Альбом
Seven Pathways to Annihilation
Год
2019
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
465320

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Mastering Fire

Howling Sycamore

I breathe in the fire of all my lost battles

I taste the blood, sweat, and broken will

I stare at all the days gone wrong and I forgive

I’ll carry my old self on these shoulders

I’ll march this crest all the way up again

To honor yesterday

To honor today

This dead weight won’t slow me down

When the storm will find its way to me

I’ll turn those tired bones into a funeral pyre

May the flames brighten days to come

Coming home to myself

I’ll let these burn marks be the map I’ll follow (Follow)

I’ll keep the snake as close as I can

I’ll push this pride as far as it can go

There’s a door

Hidden right between my wings

One step in drops down to solar plexus

Darkness over there is ancient

It echoes like that cavern of my fathers

I used to hide from myself in there

Now I let myself get lost

Stumbling like the blind

With my raw heart in one hand

And in the other, stardust dripping on my head

And in the other, stardust dripping on my head

The closer I get to midpoint

The further away I drift from this life

May the silver chord follow me like the shadow does

And get me back to the days I’ve left behind

One after the other

To learn from the forgotten

To sew new words on my skin

May my eyes carry some of that darkness in them

To blind myself from the norm

And then to find comfort in fear

Now reaching where I cannot see

There is an aisle

Exposed right between my eyes

I walk through to get to mother’s temple

Light over there is ancient

I bathe in it to gain my sight back

I look beyond my own mortality

To stare at the void inside of me

And shut it down for a breath

To live this moment as gently as I can

I’ll carry my old self on these shoulders

I’ll march this crest all the way up again

To honor yesterday

To honor today

This dead weight won’t slow me down

When the storm will find its way to me

I’ll turn those tired bones into a funeral pyre

May the flames brighten days to come

Coming home to myself

I’ll let these burn marks be the map I’ll follow (Follow)

I’ll keep the snake as close as I can

I’ll push this pride as far as it can go

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