1. |
Legend
06:29
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Even as the seasons change,
Even as the skies grow grey
Even as they turn the page,
They will remember you
As much in doubt, as in faith,
As in love, as in hate
As if swept away, by the tides of fate
They will remember you
And the stars will fall
Writing your names across the skies for them to see
And you will be reborn, back into this life
Your memories, once set free,
Will gather where you died
Even as the light grows dim,
Even as the night descends
Even as they near the end,
They will remember you
And in love, and in faith,
In defiance of this fate,
With one hopeful voice raised,
They will call to you
And the stars will fall
Writing your names across the skies for them to see
And you will be reborn, back into this life
Your memories, once set free will now be your guides
And you will rise, back into the light
To lead them, to lead them in their fight
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2. |
Shanis
07:24
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Ahn Ahdromahn, Ahley Ah mahn
Ahley Lah Veydroh maht
Ah mahkey ahn, Lah veyahyeem
Ahshon, mah mayoh mahdreem
Ah Misamee, Ah ley Dahveen
Hannah, hannah lah kahree
Mayshon, Mey ah mahn
Vey Ah Drom, Vey ah Nah nom Ah
*****
The curtains rise, The night descends
One story ends and one begins:
Two lovers’ hearts, once torn apart,
Their life-blood spilt upon this spot
The Earth now stained, a Holy Mark,
A relic of the war they fought -
Now a rally to their cause,
Their sacrifice becomes our call to arms
* A Shanis is a song of remembrance. The Shadur, the indigenous people of the Misamee use
these songs as a kind of oral tradition for preserving and teaching history. Such songs may also
be sung for ritual purposes at certain times of the year or during festivals and other gatherings.
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3. |
Moonspoon
07:06
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Like an Angel’s face,
Her open smile conveys
Abundant warmth and strength,
But cannot hide her pain
Her confidence, portrayed
As constantly maintained,
Is yet somehow betrayed
By something in her gaze
And softly spoken,
Carefully, her words are chosen
To defend a secret she retains,
Like a treasure, held close to heart,
Hidden deep within,
Where she can keep it safe
Her dreams are troubled by twists of fate
Both seen and unforeseen
And, now burdened by the weight of change,
She finds herself, taxed beyond her means
But only half of the story told
Will ever be hers alone, to hold
And only half of this broken soul
Will ever be hers to call her own
Her easy laugher,
Alive and unrestrained,
In every sense, eloquent
Of a certain gentle grace
Like a candle flame,
By shelter from the wind, sustained,
She seems to live-
Only for the day
Of carelessness she gives no hint,
Her survival evidence
That she depends
On more than simple faith-
As she builds a wall around her heart,
A secret place,
Where she can still feel safe
Her dreams are troubled
By memories of things she's never seen
Still within these visions, she believes,
She may find the answers that she seeks
But only half of the story told
Will ever be hers alone, to hold
And only half of this broken soul
Will ever be hers to call her own
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4. |
Slow Burn
05:17
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The common thread that links
The present to every moment
Now left behind
Also binds the days
And years to come
And every cycle of oppression
And every scar left on the mind
Becomes a vein through which it runs
In this, a world bereft of light,
This a world in chains,
Which serve now only to remind them
Of their fall from grace
This, their reward for sacrifice,
This, for the war they waged,
This for which they gave their lives,
This, and nothing more, remains
In half forgotten songs and legends
Something of hope persists through time,
Waiting just beneath the surface
And kept alive, by Dreams and Visions,
Strength remains to turn the tide.
For they know,
Their chance will one day come:
When passions, suppressed, at last ignite
And revolutions feed the fire
In which these binding threads
Must one day break and burn
In this, a world bereft of light,
This a world in chains,
Which serve now only to remind them
Of their fall from grace
This, their reward for sacrifice,
This, for the war they waged,
This for which they gave their lives,
This, and nothing more, remains
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5. |
Ashes and Embers
05:59
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'It has been affirmed by the Companions that there is a sort of fire which is stronger than other fire, and the one consumes and annihilates the other. If we continue this thought, it can be said that he who cares to pierce into the mystery of the holy unity of God should consider the flame as it rises from a burning coal or candle.
There must always be some material substance from which the flame thus rises.In the flame itself can be seen two lights: the one white and glowing, the other black, or blue. Of the two, the white light is the higher and rises unwavering. Underneath it is the blue or black light upon which the other rests as on a support. The two are conjoined, the white reposing upon the throne of the black. The blue or black base is, likewise, connected to something beneath it, which feeds it and makes it to cling to the white light above.
At times this blue or black light turns red, but the light above remains constantly white. This lower light […]serves to link the white light above it with the material substance below to which it is bound and through which it keeps kindled. This lowerlight is in its nature an instrument for destruction and death, devouring whatever comes near it. But the white light above neither consumes nor demolishes, nor does it ever change.
In this we see the mystery of the sacrifice. The rising smoke kindles the blue light, which then joins itself to the white light, whereupon the entire candle is wholly kindled, alight with a single unified flame.'
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6. |
Sunday Peak
06:18
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Darker than a raven's wing
Against a starless sky,
The Shadow of His Passing
Renders even Angels blind
And amidst the chaos
Of the ruin He leaves behind,
Are wicked portents written in
The Blood of the Divine
This Broken Soul wholeness seeks,
As the chill of winter longs
For the warmth of spring
And love is blind, or so they say,
But for the spurned so, too, is rage
Powerful and Ravenous,
He destroys without regard
Anything which does not bear
The blemish of His mark
Relentless, in His fury,
He now seeks to tear apart
This world which He finds balanced
On the fulcrum of Her heart
This Broken Soul wholeness seeks,
As the chill of winter longs
For the warmth of spring
And love is blind, or so they say,
But for the spurned so, too, is rage
As bitterness makes all men weak,
So innocence endows with strength
And as we sow, thus shall we reap
That which each brings to the feast:
The chaff of war, the fruits of peace,
Our fragile hopes and broken dreams
All paths to the same end lead,
For they arise from the same seed
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Shibboleth
05:37
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In perfect stillness without form
In peace and silence safe and warm
In the deepest dreams of the unborn
Waiting, always waiting
For every thing beneath the sun
For every note in every song
For every life and every tale
Waiting, always waiting
A seal upon our lips and hearts
Our every breath and every thought
Carried with us from the very start
And waiting, always waiting -
The End
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