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The feeling I get is a sin but it takes me to heaven My heart was planted here but no longer grows Love flows but surely is not dying on a cross Let the blood river run through me Take my blues away Move with me Like the wind moves the Sea I've seen the Reaper tear through my eyes Flames splitting waves of time Dancing around the trails of phantom horses And my soul mate is dead and gone I'll watch under the frozen river for him in Autumn See him when the sun sets in Spring Here I am again Rolling out with the waves It's pitch black and I'm swallowing midnight I start to lower and become one with the body of time Fear steps in and takes over Like I'm some dummy in a ventriloquist gig I see the lady with the blue flaming eyes She tests me God dangles the Holy Grail in front of my eyes But I'm almost full Here he comes Blood gathers under my chest plate Ash in an hour glass I think I know him better when he's dreaming What a tease Waking moments Longing moments As I'm torn from his arms yet again Below the window, scales glimmer with moonlight Through the murky blades As I welcome Death like an old friend telling jokes to fill the silence The Dead come singing in tongues The sounds amidst the field affirm that I'm not dreaming Dusk is layered and securing my skin A sweet kind of tune In between realities I've heard this song before Like a drunken clown on a merry-go-round Here he comes Now I don't fear him Shaking diamond dice and rolling snake eyes I roll two sixes and I know it's time to leave this dream
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Jan 12, 2020
Jan 12, 2020 at 7:10 PM UTC
Inverted mirage
The feeling I get is a sin but it takes me to heaven My heart was planted here but no longer grows Love flows but surely is not dying on a cross Let the blood river run through me Take my blues away Move with me Like the wind moves the Sea I've seen the Reaper tear through my eyes Flames splitting waves of time Dancing around the trails of phantom horses And my soul mate is dead and gone I'll watch under the frozen river for him in Autumn See him when the sun sets in Spring Here I am again Rolling out with the waves It's pitch black and I'm swallowing midnight I start to lower and become one with the body of time Fear steps in and takes over Like I'm some dummy in a ventriloquist gig I see the lady with the blue flaming eyes She tests me God dangles the Holy Grail in front of my eyes But I'm almost full Here he comes Blood gathers under my chest plate Ash in an hour glass I think I know him better when he's dreaming What a tease Waking moments Longing moments As I'm torn from his arms yet again Below the window, scales glimmer with moonlight Through the murky blades As I welcome Death like an old friend telling jokes to fill the silence The Dead come singing in tongues The sounds amidst the field affirm that I'm not dreaming Dusk is layered and securing my skin A sweet kind of tune In between realities I've heard this song before Like a drunken clown on a merry-go-round Here he comes Now I don't fear him Shaking diamond dice and rolling snake eyes I roll two sixes and I know it's time to leave this dream
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