Inter Arma - The Atavist's Meridian - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Inter Arma - The Atavist's Meridian lyrics

Artist: Inter Arma

album: Sulphur English

Regale us once more
With the tales you used to chronicle
When we were but callow
And all was new
Of age old myths
Both formidable and sublime
Of gallant feats
That gripped our fledgling minds
Of a spirited people
And their bucolic wisdoms
From the land in which you grew
From the land in which you pine
An atavist you've always been
A pastoral dream
Swells in your soul
Evoking the spirit
Of soil left behind
A yearning profound
Captivates the senses
Flooding your heart
With lucid recollections
Of burning days
Tending to vine and herd
Of blackest nights
Gazing at the heavens
Cry out for the hills
And their ancestral paths
Weep in remembrance
Of those so revered
The mortal hours are waning
Return to her
Drink from her soundless waters
If you truly wish to sing
Ascend her sun-gilded peaks
If you truly wish to climb
And when her winds come to reap your earthly vessel
Only then will you truly know you have lived
Return to her
An atavist you've always been

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