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ARCANE LYRICS
"Ashes" (2007)
1. Desolace
2. Dawn
3. Fulcrum
4. Ashes
5. Memory Awaits
1. Desolace
As I lay awake
And watch the room's slow decay,
I'm breathing heavy, I have chosen,
And this is the only way.
And as I scream the whispers
And I listen for delay
Wander through the smoke and mirrors
And i'll live as one, as flame.
Seeing past the answers,
Looking through the sky
Learn to see, view it all,
Breathe, and close your eyes
Revel in this overthrow,
Silence is denial,
Burning shallow symphonies,
Leave this all behind.
I am carved and painted
In glorious display
I am living, and golden,
I am parchment, I am clay.
I have no fear, no weakness,
The walls are whispering my name,
I am power
I am perfect
I will live as one, as flame.
Seeing past the answers,
Looking through the sky
Learn to see, view it all,
Breathe, and close your eyes
Revel in this overthrow,
Silence is denial,
Burning shallow symphonies,
Leave this all behind.
So, have you learned to see, open up?
Fear reduced to charcoal,
And in passion, you will find it all,
In this flame, you will become whole.
2. Dawn
Part 1: Awakening
Accelerate.
Part 2: Aware
Finally awake,
Millennia of slumber,
Finally aware,
Infinite cracks in the mechanical monolith.
Final understanding,
An open mind will see,
Her light is where it all begins,
And ends, and through Her, man is free.
Bask in light that surrounds,
Revel in warmth, Her grace,
Forget.
Infinite cracks in the mechanical monolith,
Infinite cracks in the mechanical metropolis,
Infinite cracks in the softest flesh.
Part 3: Power
So powerful in our abilities,
Creating more than we could be,
Destroying every inch of flesh
Our eyes would let us see,
We opened up our consciousness.
More powerful
Percentages rise
More powerful
Test patients die
More powerful
Adoration for those still alive
We were never aided
By our own creations
We simply made up better thoughts
And put them on display
Part 4: Machinations
Mankind eroded
Mechanical custodian
Our new angel of Death
Dust fills the sky,
Blood in the tides,
Helpless to our own machinations.
Part 5: Revelations
As her light reaches us
Rising on a new day
Light touches air
Already full of past mistakes
She claims more satellites
Unbeknownst to those below
Who continue breathing
As the ruins glow.
Never faltering in her release
We’re swept away by tides of light
She becomes aware
Of her presence in the sky
Her presence in our lives
She is awake, She has become,
Real, imagined, mother, father
Life, death, light and shade,
Blood and water, She is made.
Look on and smile,
At the rise of a new god.
The rise of a real god,
We welcome the Dawn.
Infinite cracks in the mechanical monolith,
Infinite cracks in the softest flesh.
3. Fulcrum
Staring into my own Face
No middle ground,
I see it - each time they drown,
in this ghostly memory:
I'm staring into my own eyes, across from me
Two sets of eyes i recognise all too well,
as they mourn the loss of the Fulcrum.
soft-wings, mourning,
silent, silver tears falling,
in silence, torn, confusion,
as the balance is tipped.
No middle ground,
I see it - each time they drown,
in this faded memory:
I'm staring into my own eyes, across from me
Two sets of eyes i recognise all too well,
As they mourn the loss of the Fulcrum.
The loss of the Fulcrum
4. Ashes
Part one: Twilight
There once was a girl, and her name was ashes.
Never introduced to such a being as love,
She found solace and wonder in the stars up above.
There once was a girl, and her name was ashes.
She lies alone, sleepless nights.
Cold sheets, cold sweat, no company.
World uninterrupted.
She didn’t know what was to come,
No fear, no need, just innocence,
When He came.
His breath was smooth, a liquor-sweet,
Sandpaper touch, their eyes would meet,
Suggestive stare.
Weak knees saw strong arms do their work,
He lay her down on softest grass,
Inviting.
Hands of stone tear finest silk, her cries for help unheard,
A muffled moan through crushing palm, she sinks into the earth.
He cuts her deep, and deeper still, he won’t let her scar,
Without a scream, her lifeless eyes look into the stars.
Kerosene candle, human form it takes,
There is no escape, there is no escape.
Part 2: Midnight
Guilty fingers trickle sand,
Shared thoughts like waves come rolling in,
Lapping at his heels, cleansing… forgiven.
But something sticks in the back of his mind,
He knows,
He knows,
He will never again be clean.
This doesn’t wash away.
Run.
He’ll run.
Run.
And he’ll think to himself:
This hollow is me…
All I cannot see…
And I just can’t believe…
Like shadows of grace, as grace falls from me.
Grace falls.
Grace falls.
Grace falls… from me.
Part 3: First Light
The sun is rising
So many, she’s just one other
So why does she stick in his mind so?
And the sun is rising
Rising
There is nothing he can do
Solace in her Ashes
Desire, like fire, licks through his veins
Solace in her Ashes
No reasons, no remorse
Solace in her Ashes
She will be no more
Solace in her Ashes
He knows he’ll do it again
The tide is coming back in
The warmth of his skin
As he drops to his knees
The warmth of her lips
Engraved on his memory
The warmth of a heartbeat
Now frozen in time
The warmth of forgiveness
Forever out of reach
The warmth of her life
He had stolen and taken
The warmth of his tears
He had stolen and taken
The warmth of his tears
Turns to anger at last.
He walks alone, sleepless nights
No fear no need, his confidence
His world, corrupted
He had to find another face
Another nameless face
Another victim in who’s eyes, he can fall,
Fall from grace
Once was a girl
Once was a girl
Her name was
Ashes
Her essence desire
Her body aflame
Her essence desire,
Her body aflame,
Her destiny emblazoned
in the letters of her name...
Ashes
There once was a girl her name was
Ashes
5. Memory Awaits
The light washes over me
Awake, but unfamiliar...
another day of memories awaits
I'll breathe for you, I need you here,
shadow of an embrace
another path, another love or hate
These memories await you,
they may not seem your own,
nothing awaits but what you choose to know
these memories await you,
proof waits for the blind,
nothing anticipates like what you've left behind.
I am not afraid of memories...
These memories await you,
a path, a state of mind,
nothing awaits but what you choose to know,
these memories await you,
proof waits for the blind,
nothing anticipates like what you've left behind.
It's alright.
It's alright.
It's alright.
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