1. |
Bend to the Great Will
05:08
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From the seat of awareness
Entwined with my decay
Your true form, I remembered
The sway of your branches
Arrested all my senses
Pulled me out of my head
Planted me in the present
Then the love came bursting out
And it carried the weight of the world
Then the love came bursting out
~As the rising sun looks my way
To the closest god I will pray
And in time all will mend
The guise of self that chipped like porcelain
as the rising sun looks my way
To the closest god I will pray
And in time all will mend
Unto the great will mine shall bend~
From the seat of awareness
Pruning my decay
Your true form burned bright
like embers
The sway of your branches
Arrested all of my senses
As I watched my form end
To be born into the present
Then the love came bursting out
And it carried the weight of the world
Then the love came bursting out
Spit into the wind
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2. |
The Devil Always Wins
03:55
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Born unto trouble and the pressure never gets to him
Took a right hook
But the pain wasn’t listening
He’s gotta get back on the horse
Even though it’s gonna kick him off again
With no surprise
He’s got whiskey on his breath
hands are reaching out
Knows he brought it on himself
But he’s even keeled
No matter where he’s been
Cause the devil always wins
With no surprise
Feeling so at home
In a daze of subconscious choice
Say yes to the bottle!
Perpetuate the vicious cycle
Feeling all alone
Surrounded by people he loves
Till he finds his place in the sky
Or buried deep and fast asleep
Or nothingness presides
“These hands hold all there is to know”
An unholy descent!
A mantra that
Will make ruin of everything
The ground will reclaim what it’s owed
As life begins again
Another man
His lot cast yet unforeseen
Born unto trouble and his hope is now a vestige
Took the right pill but the pain wasn’t listening
He’s gotta get back on the horse
Even though the wheel will spin around and round
With no surprise
He’s got whiskey on his breath
Heart is racing now
Cause he knows he still has time
But it’s running out
No matter brave or bold
The curtains always close
With no surprise
Feeling so at home
In a daze of subconscious choice
Say yes to the bottle!
Perpetuate the vicious cycle
Feeling all alone
A boredom that numbs to the bone
Till he finds his place in the sky
Or buried deep and fast asleep
Or nothingness presides
A cry from soil down below
A life born to resent
The power that
Will bring ruin to everything
The ground will reclaim what it’s owed
As life begins again
Another man
His lot cast yet unforeseen
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3. |
Blissed Out
05:50
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If your light depends on the summer wind
Will you wilt away before then?
Clouds will cloak the land as the storm rolls in
Thunder roars foretells damnation
As the air grows cold
blows across your skin
Consciousness begins to notice
And still a small voice echos from within
You’re fading out
You’ve been wading in the water
Bow your head and take a drink
Inhabit the second coming
Become all you’ll ever need
You’ll throw off the yoke of yearning
For what’s always out of reach
Fall before the bliss of stillness
And bathe in its primacy
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