Lyrics - Heart Of The Way by Ens Cogitans


My
Death is in earnest.
It's the logical end (of mine).
I must go to the mysterious
Land.
The
Absolute now may be slaked.
The
Past crumbling away.
My time has come,
I have to pay.
The play goes on,
I lost
Thee.(
I am no longer me).
Now
I wash off grease-paint.
Curtain crushed my ethereal dreams.
My physical
Ego lies in state.
All to nothing.
So be it!
Levin took me to the
World
Fine.
Mentality built my bower in the mountains.
The lined body of mine died.
Grains of
Mind cleared from membranes.
Who we are?
Where are we from?
Fourth
Race.
Do we know our
History
Before
Christ was crucified on the
Cross?
Wreck you own.
Step into
Eternal
Space.
Human beings won themselves.
Great
Sorrow (rising over the
Universe).
Uncanny wainds ensnaring your will.
You have no shape, you have no words.
Around your essence is absolute nil.
You're on the threshold of the
Unknown.
Solos:
The
Unfleshed
Element,
Stone
Rill
Deep inside
I feel my sadness gnawing me.
I've got the affright.
I'm roaming through this boundless sea.
I've got the aim, but
I don't see a hint of course.
I'm the errant one.
I am between worlds and
I'm cursed.
Chorus
Of
The
Damned.
I'll tell you more than truth.
I'll tell you what
I feel.
I'll tell you my innermost dream.
You better close your eyes,
You better close your ears,
And give yourself up to stream.
I see the sunset on mead.
The incarnadine
Day-star bid farewell to me.
The last shafts of light are buried in the creek.
Invisible steeds
I can feel.
Their blindness hinders them to see.
No water.
Nourishment is weeds.
VOICE
OF
EVIL
UNKNOWN:
Odour of
Guilt
Return your home
Be a
King
Know 'bout all.
SPLIT
INDIVIDUAL:
The terrestrial stretch of mine has elapsed
Now
I free from the
Hive!
I'm not sorry for what
I've done.
I decided die!
And my ephemeral human life ends.
My
Nous obtained by space into
Space.
It's soulful level, which everyone will reach.
The only way to realize human futility.
Epilogue.
Music by
M.
Mathoney.
Here
I take you,
Queen of
Death, (
King of
Gloom)
To my wedded wife (man), to have and held
At bed and at board for fairer, for fouler
For better, for worse, in sickness and in health
Till new life us do part
And thereto
I plight thee my throth
In the name of
Father,
Son and
Holy
Spirit!
Amen!

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