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CLERIC
05:51
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A life lived on one's knees
A shield against excess
What a wonder one can give
What one does not, himself, possess
In a night of abnegation
A night in penitence
In another world, think what could have been?
In a different world, a different place
Without reserve, beyond disgrace
A different life than our own
And in this stillness - still alone
I've crawled for them because they forced me to
They want so much from us
More than we're equipped to do
A night of abnegation
A focus on revenge
In time, these transgressions will engender fatal ends
Think what could have been
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A PREMONITION
03:31
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A troubled dream of a dark building
And I must make my choice
Under duress. In grief. By force.
And these are things that I am told
Must run their natural course
A premonition of what our lives will be
What we'll be forced to see
Every door is locked
Sound echoes off curved walls
Their blank expressions lie beyond the reach of sight
But it's natural to assume that things should not be so clear at night
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120 DAYS
04:15
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The memories culminate
And how shall I regard my fate?
The specter of a past now gone
That guilt casts its shadow on
A silent place to set my gaze
On the past 120 days
120 days
The room in which I'm forced to stay
For the next 120 days
The echoes have yet to fade
As you know, decisions - they must be made
In a silent place to set my gaze
On the past 120 days
It happened as I knew it would
But that doesn't do me any good
120 days
The room in which I'm forced to stay
for the next 120 days
120 days
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I drift through nights unnoticed
Unshackled and depraved
I light an evening votive
I behave as wind behaves
As a shape without form
As a form without name
A still life in a broken frame
There's a hollowness here
It is always the same
As a ghost of 20th century fame
Interned in the past
Some things aren't meant to happen
Nor are they meant to last
It is done although
You and I should know
And my former name -
A ghost of 20th century fame
We had to watch it happen
You've watched it happen, too
Some things cannot be mentioned
Some tasks must be seen through
There are sounds to absorb
There are voices below
That no living mind can no
There's a pain felt within
And a quickness of breath
For those condemned to outlive death
Interned in the past
Some things aren't meant to happen
Nor are they meant to last
It is done although
You and I won't know
And my former name -
A ghost of 20th century fame
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Instrumental
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IN THIS HOUR OF LOSS
06:55
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What can be said of what has been confessed?
You spoke of passion while blood burst in my chest!
A sense of place to rest our grief upon
An unseen world - to which you already belonged
What we came across
In this hour
This hour of loss
In wordless awe we live beneath her sight
Her glance alone invests us in a robe of light!
"...so I see my life in front of me
and my dreams belong to the unseen..."
What we came across
In this hour
This hour of loss
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