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My Muse
04:02
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Enter here, my muse
you make my heart sing
with your golden voice, it will always ring
bright and true
whether in darkness
or when the hateful sun
banishes the cover of night
it's you I'm chasing, at the ready I run
with the slightest view of you in sight
Burning when you call my name
take you by the hand
trusting this wild journey
Spurning any other choice
take my soul now
Lusting in every single dream
whether in the warmth of the beating sun
or in frost kissed meadows
it's you that sings, your voice
cuts through the lumbering shadows
Burning when you call my name
take you by the hand
trusting this wild journey
Spurning any other choice
take my soul now
Lusting in every single dream
Take me as I am
you have my every atom
don't forget,
there
is
no end
I'll always come back
Burning when you call my name
take you by the hand
trusting this wild journey
Spurning any other choice
take my soul now
Lusting in every single dream
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Catharsis
04:20
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obscure and obtuse
every thought, swirling in my head!
can i go, one damn day
just a moment, to stop the chatter
without the constant pain
of existence?
lifting the pain from our hearts
before we go insane, this is how it starts
whatever, man
I guess I can
suffer through this
endless lie I tell myself
everyday... it never ends
I am my own enemy
lifting the pain from our hearts
before we go insane, this is how it starts
guilt and greed, allowing me to feed
on the essence of my own humanity
guilt and greed, allowing me to feed
on the essence of my own humanity
I'm not even here anymore
I've become an open and bleeding sore
A shell of the man
we used to know
doesn't matter anyway
if I feel my old self slipping
duty isn't happiness
or even a silent moment of reflection
lifting the pain from our hearts
before we go insane, this is how it starts
heaviest thing that we lift
is the weight of our souls
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Branches
05:23
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Let these branches grow
to the sky
barefoot I walk in the melting snow
In my mind's eye I see eternity's afterglow
stretching out into the sky
they'll live long after we die
cover of dark on a moonless night
there is a glimmer of hope that takes flight
demon in my dreams, but i won't succumb
even if i have to make myself numb
this is me letting go
of the hate i used to hold
branches growing to the sky
live long after I have died
gives me hope that there's a place
we exist with eternal grace
stretching out into the sky
they'll live long after we die
this is me letting go...
branches growing to the sky
live long after I have died
gives me hope that there's a place
we exist with eternal grace
stretching out into the sky
they'll live long after we die
branches growing to the sky
live long after I have died
gives me hope that there's a place
we exist with eternal grace
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Wormwood
06:32
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wake up and see every bleeding dawn
time to clear your eyes
savor the distinct taste of this moment
pull from the root with dirty bleeding hands,
time to clear your mind
breaking away from the constant rain
picking apart blisters on my brain
skin and bone, sitting on my throne
defiantly I stare into the void
crush the bones of the ones you hate
bury your insecurity behind hell's gate
burn the whole forest
everything will be ashes
dependent on my eternal rage
mocking the sky
calling to heaven
answered before we die
a sip on my lips
one more moment
giving myself
my ever calloused hands, time to feed the snake
bend and bow, I'll take it from you
everything of yours is mine now
pound you into dust, able and willing
burying my trust, like you begged me
send a raven to my haven
in this ritual of pain
breaking away from the constant rain
picking apart blisters on my brain
devil in the details
where we always hide
never ending lies
breaking away from the constant rain
picking apart blisters on my brain
breaking away from the constant rain
picking apart blisters on my brain
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Neophyte
11:30
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From the day I knew you'd be here
I made myself a vow
To always guide and protect you
meaningless words, from a meaningless man
then you arrived and life began
my boy, you'll learn, one way or another
what this life has to offer
face to the sun, wind at your back
us at your side
on this day we sing, rejoice in the birth
of this future king who will stand against the shadow
I'll be here for you, until the day I breathe no longer
Blessings on this land, for it will feel your footsteps
bowing to your command, power flows throughout your essence
I'll be here for you, until the day that I am dead and buried
Forever on this day, hearts reach out through the darkness
anything that you say, hallows all that surround you
so frail and so pure, our creation
live for yourself, no replication
unending vow
to be eternal and ever present
here forever, an end to torment
my son, you'll soon discover
what life has in store for you
on this day we sing, rejoice in the birth
of this future king who will stand against the shadow
I'll be here for you, until the day I breathe no longer
Blessings on this land, for it will feel your footsteps
bowing to your command, power flows throughout your essence
I'll be here for you, until the day that I am dead and buried
Forever on this day, hearts reach out through the darkness
anything that you say, hallows all that surround you
blessings upon you
from up high
ignoring what's at the bottom
though they may bring you down
nothing will keep you there
I guarantee it
on this day we sing, rejoice in the birth
of this future king who will stand against the shadow
I'll be here for you, until the day I breathe no longer
Blessings on this land, for it will feel your footsteps
bowing to your command, power flows throughout your essence
I'll be here for you, until the day that I am dead and buried
Forever on this day, hearts reach out through the darkness
anything that you say, hallows all that surround you
I hope that I've prepared you
to beat the demons back
never let them in, never let them win
or they'll take, even when
even when you're done giving
one day, it will be your turn
when I'm ashes in the wind
as my body burns
as my body burns
as my body burns
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Through Mists Montreal, Québec
Exist While You Can
A body of work to reflect life experiences as allegory
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