1. |
Berceuse
00:56
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[Instrumental}
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2. |
The Chariot
03:11
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Howling wind
Fear at my back
Bitten heels
My only vulnerabilities
Ride through the night—it's my only one
Only chance to go and carry on
Carry on
Past the forest, to the stars
Ride in the night—it's my only one
Only chance to go and carry on
Carry home
Cast my eyes up to the stars
When the past pursues
And there's no more road
What else can you do
But break through
Ride in the night—it's my only one
Only chance to go and carry on
Carry on
Set my eye on a guiding star
Ride in the night—it's my only one
Only chance to go and carry on
Carry home
Guided by my chariot
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3. |
Crisis
03:15
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Oh Mama, I'm feeling strange
Won't be checking in today
These conditions are far too grave
At least that's what the alarms say
The sky's falling down
In front of shuttered eyes
Just another crisis
Recorded in the night
Do we dare bear witness
Or do we turn away
Do we dare bear witness
It's crushing, day to day
Oh Mama, I'm so distraught
Infected with too much thought
And every crowd shouts "Round them up!"
Spiral deeper into the pot
The sky's falling down
In front of shuttered eyes
It's just another crisis
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4. |
Dirae
03:45
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In the dark of the night you can flee to the woods
The cold clouded light fails to render the truth
Turn down the protection of fools
The sound of their hounds, they warn you away
The barking of men dies into the day
His sheepskin's been dyed red
There's no blood on your hands
The full moon beckons all the restless to dance
Their gluttonous eyes eat up your fire
A vision of triplicity
In the dark of the night figures form in the fog
The three with one eye meet under the stars
Step toward to your prologue
Flames tickle their heels without any spark
The spectacle draws hidden things from the dark
They stand still before you
Hearing the tale of your plight
The fires unleash the terrors in your mind
And so you resigned; gone in the night
The kindly ones take heed
Come closer dear
Cast off your fears
Our righteous wrath
Cuts your path clear
Seen through our eyes
Your dire need:
What has been sewn, he'll reap.
In the dark of the night you can flee to the woods
Never seen again
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5. |
Sooth and Say
03:02
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Come child, hither; I will listen
I will hold you, as the tears flow
Your face is filled with tears
All of those broken years
Have found you withered
Your heart is weighted down
From your head fell the crown
And all tastes bitter
I will hold you, as the tears flow
Keep a strong chin, let the pain go
Break free from your bandages
Spread those wounded wings and fly again
I cover you like the skies
Soar above your fears, the time is nigh
Now arise.
Come child, hither; I will listen
Your face is filled with tears
All of those broken years
Have found you withered
I will hold you, as the tears flow
Reignite your eyes, let your rage grow.
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6. |
Ketu: The Severed
02:40
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[ Instrumental ]
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7. |
The Adventitious
02:08
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The remnants of the old machine
Recalled; hidden from scrutiny
Thinly veiled, though we all see
The market worth of our bodies
Our rage has ripped the final veil
But we know they won't concede!
As they eliminate our evidence
To satisfy their greed
Weigh us down with chains,
Lead in our water or in the back.
We will bleed, if you're content to watch
String us up a tree and we'll do a dance for you.
You can cut us down, but you can't destroy the root!
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8. |
To Sleep;
04:25
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It's the condition of your heart
That keeps you up at night
It will all end when you close your eyes
It will all end if you keep them wide
It's the fixation of her gaze
That stops you in your path
Your heart is racing down the tracks
And what she takes she can't give back
It makes you wanna scream
As she chases you in dreams
Well isn't it? It's just a dream.
It's the condition of your heart
That keeps you up at night.
It will all end when you close your eyes
It will all end if you keep them wide
It's all in her eyes
It's just a dream
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9. |
Rahu: The Devouring
02:48
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The world stage is burning
Come now and play along
Get their thick heads turning
And then you cut them off
To your dreams, they're gonna keep you running.
From your dreams, they're gonna keep you running.
As the smoke is clearing
Come now and see their con
If they keep you starving
Feed on their carrion
From your dreams, they're gonna keep you running.
To your dreams, they're gonna keep you running.
Well if the tower's falling
There's too many to blame
Take what remains.
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The Ire Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Stories of power and powerlessness
The Ire is
Maya, Ashley,
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