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Shrine
02:27
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Contrails through the air
Streaking towards the moonlight
Making your escape, you start
A violent and secret fire burning like a star
And the temple is full
Of people weeping
Yes, the temple is full
Of nervous children
Yes, the temple is full (yes, the temple)
Oh, the temple is full (yes, the temple)
Yes, the temple is full (yes, the temple)
Oh, the temple is full (yes, the temple)
So we went outside and built a shrine
Forever looking towards the sky
Yes, we built a shrine (yes, we built it)
Yes, we built a shrine (yes, we built it)
Yes, we built a shrine (yes, we built it)
Yes, we built a shrine (yes, we built it)
To capture your fire (we will catch it)
To capture your fire (we will catch it)
To capture your fire (we will catch it)
To capture your fire (we will catch it)
To capture your fire
We built a shrine
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Ov Holy Light
03:00
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Old shadows skirt
The edge of a new flame
As we dance on the dirt
Of inhibition's grave
I fear
No one
All through your touch
All's begun
Old faces fill
With a familiar wraith
But this light of ours surely will
Keep the specter at bay
I fear
No one
All through your touch
All's begun
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Flame grants or it takes
This hour is kindling
To love, to save
To forge a chain of strength
Shadows stretch to blot the sky
Black smoke, a sigil on high
Quivering fingers remain interlocked
A chain against the ghost of a cruel god
I know what we've yet to see
This is the last dying breath of something unholy
I know that we are the light
in the warm embrace of a new shrine
Flame grants or it takes
This hour is kindling
To love, to save
To forge a chain of strength
A place of balance built slowly
Won't fall to flames unholy
A sweat reveals a coward demagogue
The stars reveal a false demigod
I feel all the currents of change
That the smoke will clear by the light of the day
Do you feel our strength as one
We are a chain to pull the world into the sun
Flame grants or it takes
This hour is kindling
To love, to save
To forge a chain of strength
Flame grants
This hour
To love, to save
To forge a chain of strength
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4. |
Communion Ov One
03:29
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When searching for the fountain
I found nothing within
I am nothing more than a skeleton
With meat that's prone to sin
Violence begets violence
Love begets love
My soul is a vacuum
As below, it's so above
Then you came
In heat waves
Filling all my forms and shapes
Slaked
In wolfsbane
Our communion, cursed to drain
The shrine of your iris
Is a spiral obsession
I am locked in a path I can't relent
Presupposed, the end will come
Tightening the spaces
Turn the screw till you see blood
Clench your teeth and bite your tongue
Hate both the eagle and the dove
Then you came
In heat waves
Filling all my forms and shapes
Slaked
In wolfsbane
Our communion, cursed to drain
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Sword Collector Texas
Crooning, cloaked figures in the fog hailing from southern points of Texas.
"[Sword
Collector] writhe with darkwave beats & flourishes... surge with the blood of post-punk. "
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"...a dark, intimate view of longing, passion, & uncertainty."
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