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In the Absence of Truth
Album - 6 ottobre 2006 - Debaser id 354357

di Isis

Now our blood
Travels though the
veins of our
history

It bursts forth them
Boiling black
clouds from the wrists of kings

The shadow
Lengthens as
time draws on its tendrils

Creep into mythic cracks
blending with the light of day

We see it
Now Before us
But even so we cannot
Read the lies between the lines

Bring them nothing
They have
Made it's way
The nights
Il tuo voto:
Until your voice is heard

And still the arm
Shaken, shaken

Your voice
Still real

And so you say
Unto all

I am ?
?
?
Bring them down

World is waiting
?
?
Bring them down
Il tuo voto:
He is not mad
His thought is clearer than
The saner man

For in her he saw
Beauty overflowing
Through the tattered clothes

She was his queen
She is a queen

In dreams he
Wanders the dark
In search of her
Il tuo voto:
Your reign is ever growing
Spreading like a moss

across rock, under sky, over roots and the thorns
your reach is ever growing, spreading like a moss
Il tuo voto:
He was patient
Slow descent, chills the bones
His wait maybe long
Still he carries on
Always reaching for her
Always breathing for her
Lifting his hand to the sky
Slow change might bring
Holy tears
Upon his battered skull

Holy tears
Holy tears

He won't take the privilege
To know the crown
Il tuo voto:
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