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Mourning Beloveth: "Dust" – 2001

энциклопедия: Mourning Beloveth

Состав группы:

  • Darren – вокал
  • Frank – гитара
  • Brian – гитара
  • Timmy – ударные
  • Adrian – бас

Mourning Beloveth: "Dust" – 2001

Композиции:

  1. The Mountains Are Mine
  2. In Mourning My Days
  3. Dust
  4. Autumnal Fires
  5. All Hope Is Pleading
  6. Sinistra

Лирика

1. The Mountains Are Mine

I have tasted it many nights upon my tongue the foreboding
that worse lay in the dregs as I await some Stroke of Doom
From a corner of this weeping earth,
my thoughts unfold onto this world
and leave me cowering for refuge from torment and pain
In silence I weep for lost memories so deep that
I have torn all ties with the physical
So let me build a wooden bridge to the moon and
I will rip the heavens apart with my thoughts and my anguish

Linger in forgotten mountains all alone
Cold beneath the moon
Seek me and you'll find me
Licking dirt from the ground

Mountains are mine
Fountains of fine wine
Never will you find
For they are buried in my mind
In silence I weep
My loneliness so deep
For they are buried in time
Realised in your mind

Overwhelming anguish seeps through these veins
turning my blood to ice, never to flow again
Under innumerable stars in vivid brightness
my mind was naked for all to pick
Now free to roam across the jagged pieces (of heaven),
wrapping myself round pieces (of heaven)
Thoughts start to creep around my heart in vivid brightness,
In vivid darkness

The cold night draws in and the children are skulking
With fear of reprisal,but the Mountains are Mine

2. In Mourning My Days

Your nailed beauty shames them of life my life,
my love,
my mourning beloveth

3. Dust

Time tears a hole in existence to languish supinely in torture
see the essence of life in shafts of light and shade remnants
gathered by trembling hands are now scattered across
the world to form lifeless clouds of dust that bind my failing limbs

Seamless visions and blurred moments hold my hands
with chains of sand daylights breath as cold as razors cut
my insides and leave me bleeding a wish for deepening
darkness to hide me from all the pain and misery falls dead

Shards of broken light scar me so deep that i darken my eyes
to the world and light (is life but foreplay to a death we fear with each passing breath?)

Perpetual motionless time has numbed all senses
that i once held dear the walls drip with moisture in this
lonely shell i slip away so none can see into the inknown
where all stands still in a moment of death

Time tears a hole in existence through shafts of light
and shade trembling hands scatter my life dust into a perfect death

4. Autumnal Fires

A moonlit balcony reveals a majestic beauty
"when grief wrapped its cold arms around my body
the embers still flickered in the autumn of our love"
the sight of your beauty breaks the hold of sorrow on me

Wandering with passion in our hearts smelling the melodios
scent of orchards bloom on a mountaintop, gazing at the evening sky
in the midst of life twisting we bleed mesmerising fires breath,
eternal life adorning tragedies,
the wind carries fatal embrace in harmony somnolent crying

Leaves fall carressing our body empty the world
we once knew our fires of passion and bliss doused
by rains of morrow

5. All Hope Is Pleading

The silent universe seeks echoes to live,
to catch a glance but afraid to give
For the moments are not measured in time,
but in knowledge where some live sublime
So this fire must be nourished from birth,
to realise we are born from the dirt

The silence of a world without you, the laughing is over now
All sound we swallow with pride, quenched within a sea
The swell and dip, swallowed and hollowed through

To lose the fight for life, last breath,fighting the life I breath
The surge and swell of rain, trickles through, my thoughts each time I die
My thoughts are taking form, under clouds, the struggle goes on
Striving for pain and now I breath, never feel, what is this life for?
All hope is pleading, last day, for death has come
Rotting away for we are drowned, our days, fall on this night I breath
This plague into us breaths, our conception, for we are dead
Lead the way to murder, realise, we are never born

Enter light of pain as we are dead again
As the sea swells and dips with emotion losing its grip
Swallowed and hollowed again by the mere existence of pain

All hope is dead again
All hope is pleading for existence
The surge and swell of pain ruins me
Trickles through every breath I take

6. Sinistra

(Hidden Track)

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