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Dreams of Scorched Mirrors
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2. |
Adrift in Endless Tides
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The Other
09:37
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I saw him slowly fading out
For years he visited me in dreams
Dreams that my memory struggled to erase.
Retired into the peace that oblivion confers
looking to evade its memory,
that follows me like a dark litany
Even with the hastened step of the years,
each day has lasted an eternity
deceiving us in its succession.
We are nothing but prisoners,
of an infinite trap that we strive to name
It doesn't matter anymore
Soon we will be gone
There is no rush.
Closing my eyes, I wake up
and passing through that fog that clouds reason
I find myself in the other, of whom I only know
the small pieces that I recognize in myself
In that escaping dance
like an endless cycle
Who escapes and who pursues?
Condemned to never find one another
Maybe it's the eternal night
that connects us in its emptiness
finding in us
its expression of pain
But the light refuses the stares
and the awakening fades into regrets
Do you really think your suffering matters to the universe?
Look at the sky and tell me if a star has ever wept for you
It doesn't matter anymore
Soon we will be gone
There is no rush.
How is one to know if those dreams
were nothing but the awakening
of the other who dreams of me?
Who knows if I'm not the other
who begs for death
… And I will become one with all, and I will become no one
Maybe I have been the other
perhaps, I am no more.
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A Slow, Weary Wind
15:57
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The light curtain fell over me
and no one will hear the muffled screams
That sound will remain inside of me
like an echo that tears me apart
The last page has been written a long time ago
Unaware of it
my time has ceased forever
I have already taken my last steps on this ground
That no one will remember
Pain let me go, let go of my hand, let me go once and for all
Ashes of memories, memories of ashes
all in vain, wiped away
eternally erased
How much longer will this take, shattering me into pieces
the one who wants to leave
and the one who lies here dying
I will enter that ancient world
forbidden to the living
While my body keeps fighting
futilely trying to hold me back
Pain let me go, let go of my hand, let me go once and for all
Let me become that slow weary wind
that carves the stone
ties to life torn to shreds
fading as the shadows on a sunset
absorbed by the eternal cloud of darkness
the extinguished torches do not light the way
Pain let me go, let go of my hand, let me go once and for all
swallowing me into oblivion forever
Let me become that slow weary wind
that carves the stone
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