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The Ritual
06:53
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"The Ritual" Lyrics:
Oh! How I feel the wind pass through me...
Oh how the ground beneath my feet quakes.
Cry aloud to sun, arms outstretched.
Waves breaking on tired cliffs.
The radiant glow of the sun blotted by clouds.
Oh, hear me cry aloud.
Call forth the storm.
Bring forth the maelstrom.
Take me home.
Steal me away and tear me asunder.
The lineament of her face, so natural,
As the air I breathe.
Her luminous glow ever bright within my heart.
Oh how I yearn for her light.
Oh, hear me cry aloud.
Call forth the storm.
Bring forth the maelstrom.
Take me home.
Steal me away and tear me asunder.
Hear me now, keepers and guardians.
I will come for thee.
For wrongs must be made right.
What fear do you hold to exile?
The ground begins to heave as if to cast me out.
Hope and wander now lost to the tide.
Forsaken am I.
In my journey shall i die?
All hope and wander are lost to the tide.
Oh how I beg for the escape, I cry aloud.
The ancients of aeons ago.
Bring me home.
Deliver me unto her grace.
Cloud breaks over the horizon, marring its beauty. Darkening all around, extinguishing the rays of the sun. Waters below growing dark with rage .
Take me in!
Oh, hear me cry aloud.
Call forth the storm.
Bring forth the maelstrom.
Take me home.
Steal me away and tear me asunder.
A violent rage opens below.
Calling me forth.
I can hear her voice call to me.
Come with me, oh gentle wind.
Hear me now, keepers and guardians.
I will come for thee.
For wrongs must be made right.
What fear do you hold to exile?
Oh! How I feel the wind passing through me.
The biting cold that rips and tears at my seams.
Alas the storm!
Alas the storm!
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Tempestas
A calm in the air stills the water.
Silver black clouds loom nearer.
The cliff side gleams in the reflection of crystal waters
And but for a moment I feel her.
Though I know she’s no longer here I feel her behind me.
Her warmth in my hands.
Her very last breath passing over my cheek.
A crack of thunder roars as fingers of light caress the ground.
Alone I stand at the cliff's edge,
wind sweeping through my hair.
Hands desperately calling for the horizon.
I bellow forth my rage and contempt.
Tempestas!
Take me!
Steal me into the watery depths below.
Oh how hollow my shell has become,
For there is no purpose for me here anymore.
The ground quakes as water crashes.
Rain falls from above
And thunder belows while lightning reaches across the sky.
Oh Tempestas!
How I call you forth.
Wrought with despair, please return me home.
The perilous mouth of derision
Opens forth from the waters below.
Roaring it’s ridicule.
Regret and contempt now fleeting.
My decision is clear.
I bellow forth my rage and contempt.
Tempestas!
Take me!
Steal me into the watery depths below.
Oh how hollow my shell has become.
For there is no purpose for me here anymore.
Tempestas!
Please, take me!
Steal me into the watery depths below.
As I give way to the eternal void.
I wish to hold her warmth in my hands once more.
Feel her breath against my ear.
Whispering fond memories to me once more.
My eyes now one with the delicate rage of the maelstrom.
Loss and despair, defeat me not.
This is not submission, yet, victory.
Through sacrifice I give way to the storm
And pray to be unscathed.
I bellow forth my rage and contempt.
Tempestas!
Take me!
Steal me into the watery depths below.
Oh how hollow my shell has become.
For there is no purpose for me here anymore.
Tempestas!
Please, take me!
Steal me into the watery depths below.
As I give way to the eternal void.
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Ov Delicate Rage
04:22
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Ov Delicate Rage
Her face flashes before my eyes
Like the great truth in beauty.
No more shall we hide, together in unity.
Ov Delicate Rage
The blackened whirlpool opens beneath me.
Calls for my company
Ov delicate rage!
Ov Delicate Rage!
Amidst the Anguish.
The Anger.
A single flower of crimson
Blooms at my feet.
The ritual complete.
I pluck the radiant bloom from soil
And press it against my chest.
A feeling so complete.
Love!
The red of the bloom now stains my chest.
Awash with red I press the color to my hands
And feel the now red water slip between my fingers
As it spills unto the ground.
My arms stay stretched open, palms facing the firmament.
Her face flashes before my eyes
Like the great truth in beauty.
No more shall we hide, together in unity.
Ov Delicate Rage
The blackened whirlpool opens beneath me.
Calls for my company
Ov Delicate Rage!
Ov Delicate Rage!
A rush of calm washes over me...Deafening silence.
I am taken back to the forest of felled trees.
I see her standing with bloom in hand..
come now, come to me!
The ground starts to break away
I feel wind pushing against my back.
She yearns for me, the sea.
I spill forward into the black.
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The Orator
04:36
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. The Orator
Fall, into the black
The great mouth of the maelstrom
Consumes me whole
Pulling me further to the heart
Flashing white stars sweep through the amethyst veil
Mirrored reflection fades to an aperture of time
I am the wind fall before the sea
The great ritual complete
Reunite
In unity!
Torrents, cruel and unforgiving.
oh despair, pull me asunder.
My soul weighted with ire, like a stone
The cold embrace of darkened tides,
drink me in and take me home.
And Like a stone, I sink below
Further into the deep
The hungry voracious hands of the current
Pulling me as if to tear me limb from limb
And like a stone, I sink below
Further into the deep
Hungry voracious hands of the current
Pulling me as if to tear me limb from limb
I am the wind fall before the sea
Reunite
In unity!
Flashing white stars sweep through the amethyst veil
Mirrored reflection fades to an aperture of time
And Like a stone, I sink below
Further into the deep
Hungry voracious hands of the current
Pulling me as if to tear me limb from limb
Torrents, cruel and unforgiving.
Oh despair, pull me asunder.
My soul weighted with ire, like a stone
The cold embrace of darkened tides,
Drink me in, take me home.
My path home laid before me
Landing upon the bold red flowers of home
There he stood, The Great Orator,
My unjust accuser
Shrouded in black,
Adorned in pearls and gold
A glowing heart aflame imprisoned within his hand
He opened his mouth and words bestowed with judgement
Spilled forth from febrile lips
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Arrival (Reissue).
04:15
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The Ritual (Orchestral)
06:53
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Tempestas (Orchestral)
04:58
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12. |
The Orator (Orchestral)
04:32
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