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ARCHAIC GUILT LYRICS
"A Clarion Silence" (2004 EP)
1. Moonlust
2. Patience
3. A Clarion Silence
4. Sand
1. Moonlust
Distorted shelter, broken heart
Take emotions and faces and burn them
The need for peace of mind gouges out eyes
And their memory denies them now...
We suffer Moonlust
On the brinks...of jealousy
Now to take life,
This night will be mine.
That last romance we witness
As ocean floor embraces sun
Beckoning tears for forgotten lands
Someday we'll be them
And for you I've built a temple
And worshipped your lips one kiss at a time
This sense is all I have,
And one too many scars...
Dare the sun to breathe
Its light onto the lies upon which I sleep
They will fade to nothing
Decaying treason burns through this deceit
Take what I have here
Take it all, and drown it in
This ocean menace
Sink the moon, to end this lust...
2. Patience
Bittersweet seasoning to this waste of life
Takes me by surprise
All emotions chaotic...
Kill yourself, crucify your faith...
I have no patience
(Speak to me now)
(x4)
Bid the earth farewell
There will come a time
When damnation means nothing
'Gainst the fires of pain
Black winter comes
In crimson rain we drown
We pray forgiveness
Now we wait for the sky to fall
Don't try my patience
I've no more tears for you
Your words are empty
A stream of sordid lies
Save your prayers for now
Save your prayers for now...
And touch the sun
Lest it should fall to the ground...
3. A Clarion Silence
Your shadow belittles me
Mask of the Sun
Turning here, burns my eyes
Now, in the night.
Vision looms in her light
She floats upon the storm
Raise her hand, and down again
'Alas, thou art mine!'
With poison song she tempts me
Towards her well of fear
She tells me 'Drink for your mercy'
'Sup the water of my soul'....
Now, I see the silver light inside me
I start to wilt, and fall...
A broken prayer, I say
To the faithless departed
And, for her mercy I crave...
A moment for me to see
A clarion silence deafens me
As cautious approach to water
Sinks further doubts within my soul
There will be...
No peace...
Tonight,
As I die...
4. Sand
With hands of sand
I take the life from my shadow
(Weeping guilt with my heart)
Turning memories, into martyrs
Crumbling here where I stand...
Just the same
Cruel winter bears its fruit in silence
And draws its final sighs
Save me from this certain fate
Burn this will from my eyes
The spirit wanes and appearances shift
(With the fire my sight makes its fall)
Staring down the madness in each of my hands
(To breathe the last pulse of faith)
And as the dawn breaks, my desolation is clear
My salvation is no one
There will be no deliverance
When promises die...
With the morning I fade
With the promises I break
With the sand, I turn to dust
And where were you then?
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