Ocean of Grief
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Loneshore - From Presence to Silence lyrics
Artist: Loneshore
album: From Presence to Silence
From the ashes of a southern star into barren ground
From the void of purpose
Slowly into a narcissistic construct of time
A frail asylum
In steady decline
Your body bears the mercy of nature's violence
And unrivaled resilience
Shown through aeons before
Indifferent to the sight of your spawn starving
Come the last light
It won't be long
Either we'll rise
Or the skies will fall
From the source comes a warning
From the clouds, poisonous rain
From the ocean echoes a plead
From the spear bleeds a shame
And we do it all over again
Cold sun
Casting the shadows of all that is dead and gone
Forged into the chasm of winter's throat
Grown blind to the rivers running red
Cold sun
When will it finally take us home?
Ephemeral asylumIn rampant decline
This body bears no resemblence to God
Unrivaled persistence
Through aeons beyond
To harvest more than what our hands can sow
The cycle of fate
Will never see an end
And when the break of halcyon days
Have long passed you by
When the last of you
Have walked the last mile
Before the dawn
When nothing grows
In this fallow garden
Let it all come down
Spiraling away
On downward waters
My sacrifice
From the void of purpose
Slowly into a narcissistic construct of time
A frail asylum
In steady decline
Your body bears the mercy of nature's violence
And unrivaled resilience
Shown through aeons before
Indifferent to the sight of your spawn starving
Come the last light
It won't be long
Either we'll rise
Or the skies will fall
From the source comes a warning
From the clouds, poisonous rain
From the ocean echoes a plead
From the spear bleeds a shame
And we do it all over again
Cold sun
Casting the shadows of all that is dead and gone
Forged into the chasm of winter's throat
Grown blind to the rivers running red
Cold sun
When will it finally take us home?
Ephemeral asylumIn rampant decline
This body bears no resemblence to God
Unrivaled persistence
Through aeons beyond
To harvest more than what our hands can sow
The cycle of fate
Will never see an end
And when the break of halcyon days
Have long passed you by
When the last of you
Have walked the last mile
Before the dawn
When nothing grows
In this fallow garden
Let it all come down
Spiraling away
On downward waters
My sacrifice
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