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Congregate
09:48
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Once the winter fades away
And rivers flow again
In the beckoning twilight
We tread on worn stone
Dried roses crunching
Beneath our every step
Cry
We all cry
Our tears smearing on our cheeks
Why has such tragedy befallen us?
A crow speaks
Its solemn call echoing through the halls
Here we all come to gather
In remembrance of a phantom
On the way out
Five sacred lights
Falling from the heavens
With just a spark of life
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Shadow Walk
13:37
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Hear my words
Close the tomb on my horrid existence
End this wretched chapter
And cross my whole name
From the book of life
Trap my spirit inside the bowels of these stones
Cursed to walk among this shadow world
Consumed with regret
Feasting on every ray
Of imaginary light that enters
Trekking across the vast plains
Inside of my mind
While my flesh suit rots away
As the roots of trees
Feast on my mortal remains forever
Grow
Feed
Perish
The endless dance of death
Above the soil a soft glow
Filters downward through the leaves
I feel its warmth and face it with awe
Kneel before the setting sun
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Burial
02:28
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Voidflight
13:40
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Unfurl those wings
And dance around the sky with me
Stretch those brittle arms
And reach through the void
Grasp for the answer to the cyclical motions
The all-encasing orb of sorrow
Repeating
Pull the mist from your eyes
Unveiled, everything looks so much different
Now into the abyss
Walking toward the beneath
The without
Formless
The well from which all is made
Look outward at the faceless masses
They beg for salvation
In the midst of catastrophe
Silent and paling
They watched as god did nothing
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Creeping Fear
16:43
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As from water flows an endless font
Dark as the smoke from an unmarked pyre
Burning into the hazy twilight
Plumes coiling
And breathing
Of their own volition
Come
Come, children
Come
Into the depths of our anguish
Let thy creeping fear
Pour into the chasm
From which all is created
Drown in our font
A baptism of death
Gather near
Break bread
Under the surface
Small rippling waves
Disappearing off the edge of all you know
And they spake:
Give us nothing
For we art nothing
We art but vague shadows
Slipping in and out of a dream
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Cave Bird Records Minnesota
musical journeys exploring somber, introspective realms.
part of the Great Lakes Dungeon Synth
collective.
sometimes improvised.
sometimes composed.
always anti-fascist.
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