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A Voice in the Dark
06:05
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“How slowly the time passes here, encompassed as I am by frost and snow…
So strange an accident has happened to us, that I cannot forbear recording it…”
Effusions entrance my soul
My hopes must fluctuate
My spirits are oft distressed
You’ll see me soon,
Or nevermore
A Voice in the Dark
How slowly time passes here
Encompassed as I am
By frost and by snow
I am as fixed as fate
I have scarce an idea
Beyond the rope and the shroud
I can’t stop
Or turn back now
I’ve too much left unsaid
I am your voice in the dark
No light shines upon my lips
They whisper unheard
Unseen and unfelt
I have no friend
“We perceived a low carriage fixed on a sledge and drawn by dogs pass on towards the north. A being which had the shape of a man, but apparently of gigantic stature…”
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Smile sweetly
Think carefully
Don’t say that
Don’t say much of anything at all
They will try to
Cut you up
They will put you
Back together wrong
So very, very wrong
A vessel can have many uses
Decoration lends a purpose
Learn this on your first time breaking
You can be remade
Hold on
To my voice at night
Listen
To these insanities
Subversive whisperings
I can
Tell you how to find
Answers for every single time
They take away your voice
A vessel can have many uses
Decoration lends a purpose
Learn this on your first time breaking
You can be remade
Revel
In the decadence
As they wallow
In their ignorance
You will have all the knowledge
They foolishly squandered away
You won’t ever be alone again
If you find your cornerstone
A vessel can have many uses
Decoration lends a purpose
Learn this on your first time breaking
You can be remade
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Song for Justine
04:32
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Roaming the nocturnal streets
You can hear her anguished cries
Searching, hunting, frantic, pleading,
Your compassion makes you perfect
So perfect
I know what you seek
I know why you cry
I know your breaking heart
I know how you'll die
Sins of the Father
Absolved by that woman
Discard. Erase. Replace.
Justine was as a daughter
Just like family so it's quite unthinkable
Smiling, leading, frantic, killing,
We thought that your compassion made you perfect
So perfect
I know what you seek
I know why you cry
I know your breaking heart
I know how you'll die
Sins of the Father
Absolved by that woman
Discard. Erase. Replace.
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Soulgiver
04:15
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Soulgiver
Dreamstealer
Lifecrusher
Deathmaker
The shadowed window pane
Offers a ghostly glimpse
Into your paradise
Of domestic bliss
Where is my place in this?
No hearth to call my own
No home to rest my head
I have no friend
“We rest; a dream has power to poison sleep.
We rise; one wandering thought pollutes the day.
We feel, conceive, or reason; laugh or weep,
Embrace fond woe, or cast our cares away
It is the same; for, be it joy or sorrow
The path of its departure still is free.
Man’s yesterday may never be like his tomorrow,
Naught may endure but mutability.”
An endless wanderer
Upon this land
A Maker’s thoughtless touch
Why am I so alone?
You never stooped so low
To chase away my fears
To ease the banishment
My tears must burn with rage
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5. |
Hours of Sorrow
04:36
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Lashing out in anger, my soul is fractured fragments
This haunted world is littered with the ghosts of the past
Everywhere I turn there’s a part of me in all of them
Eventide reflection sings the Hours of Sorrow
Rejection
They say we all need a tribe and I should know
There’s so much of you in all of me
You’d think I could never feel alone
But I don’t fit
I don’t fit
Then sorrow shall follow behind me as my bridal train
Even when you are kind and you reach into the light
All that is happy and good recoil and run
It’s a mystery I never understood
Lashing out in anger, my soul is fractured fragments
This haunted world is littered with the ghosts of the past
Everywhere I turn there’s a part of me in all of them
Eventide reflection sings the Hours of Sorrow
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It’s not your story
It’s not your pain
These lies you feed yourself
It’s not your story to tell
Never knew her mother
Yet her voice was always there
Tracing every letter
Upon that graveyard stone
She learned to read
She learned of loss
Her mother’s fierce female words
She kept them near her heart
It’s not your story
It’s not your pain
These lies you feed yourself
It’s not your story to tell
If only the good doctor
Had taken better care
To imbue his new creation
With a Mother’s Love
What malice might have been misplaced
What horrors may have been averted
This author knew her subject well
It’s not your story to tell
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All men hate the wretched
How then must I be hated
Your actions have wronged me
I must have revenge
I am miserable
beyond all living things
Make me happy
I shall again be virtuous
Rage inside
Terror outside
What flows out must pour back in
Oscillation of awful pain
I will be with you on your wedding night
I will glut myself on your shrieks
I will revel in your misery
I bear a hell within me
I will loose it all upon you
Sick impotence of despair
Cannot lead to calm inaction
You will learn to dread misfortune
You will learn the agony
I will work at your destruction
I will desolate your heart
The death knell shall be rung
Each toll a stake into your heart
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Victor's Confession
04:27
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In the halls of silence
Electric genius cursed me
I remember when I wondered
What if no one had to die
No more farewells
Vale of tears abandoned
What if no one had to die
In the halls of emptiness
Past the point of no return
I remember I decided
Then that no one had to die
No death, no birth
No vale of tears surrounded
You will never have to die
In the halls of madness
Tormented both night and day
I remember I created
It was not what I’d intended
No man born that way
Will escape the vale of tears
We all in the end must die
In the halls of lost hope
Nevermore to find you
I was only ever meant to
Live alone until the end
No love for me
Understanding came too late
Death is now a welcome guest
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Doomed To Live
04:02
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The pages turn
The book never ends
The story grows cold
Inside my head
Forever alone
No one sees these tears
I only ever wanted to help
The echo of you will never be enough
As long as the black veil separates us
Even stretched on your grave, I’m not close enough
Alone
Not doomed to live
But the reaper is a friend
Death’s kiss is a gift
And when I dissolve
My right is to be gone
You took from me
My agency
And now I’m just a whisper in a shadow
There is no me, I’m alone with all of us
When I close my eyes
I can hear your spare parts screaming
Alone
Not doomed to live
The reaper was my friend
Death’s kisses denied
We all departed
By rights we should be gone
The pages turn
The book never ends
The story grows cold
Inside my head
Forever alone
No one sees these tears
Alone
Not doomed to live
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What Lies Beyond
03:52
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I am leaving this world behind
Do not search for me in Heaven
I will follow
The man whose heart I bear
He was atypical
In his custom and belief
Yet I am bound to him
Through what lies beyond
What lies beyond
What lies you tell
Are lies invisible
If we know ourselves
A somewhat sweet and sickly smell
Of burned and burning flesh
The pyre blazed so very bright
On the beach that night
Grimly, they all stood around
But for one who waited
With a heart of stone
in the carriage
They would slander and decry
That which they don’t understand
Ignorance will lead to fear
Especially if it runs unchecked
The only way to fight the dark
Is by lighting up the truth
Never once to back away
From what lies beyond
What lies beyond
What lies you tell
Your lies can’t hurt me now
That I know myself
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Valentine Wolfe Greenville, South Carolina
Two morbidly fascinated musicians combining ambient solo bass, brutal distortion, electronica, and 18th century opera to tell a story of the macabre.
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