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FLAUROS LYRICS
"Before My Eyes the New World Rose" (2003 EP)
1. Before My Eyes The New World Rose
2. Thine Draft From The Apocalypse
3. Outro
1. Before My Eyes The New World Rose
Image from the surface of damnation,
one that only falsity could illuminate.
Captured in this dream I was, absorbed in thought
and the only thing I heard was the clatter of goat.
Divine artificial insemination, a child for a virgin.
To provide a setting for this sinful display.
From closer I wanted to follow that play
of dancing flames and the pour of rain.
Without each the other could not be
and that I was meant to witness.
Every time the fire was raging
the rain lashed those flames.
Every time the roots of earth were burned
the water made them grow again.
A pond I saw and a swan with purest white cape.
No wings the creature bore and could not fly or escape.
On shore a wolf was waiting in the still of the night,
like knowing that the pond will dry out in the sun light.
Flames grew and the ablaze burned all to ashes.
The swan swam to the shore.
The earth turned to gray, the sky bemoaned one's fate
and before my eyes the new world rose.
2. Thine Draft From The Apocalypse
"In the flames I saw a child in pain.
If the eyes of children are the gateways
into heaven, then christ himself
must be petrified with fear..."
If I burn may the world burn with me,
for the husked seed of death has been sown.
Could a breath of wind in the trees be my dogma,
as the apocalypse has been taken from the hands of god?
"Does a man see the reflection of god from the mirror?
Genetic perfection, yet a creational failure."
Thine draft from the zenith...
the world at its end.
Forlorn crying for forgiveness
in the astral garden.
Blindfolded evolution
breeding from the lair of mother earth.
Cursed with the burden of ordeal,
waiting for chance to rebirth.
Twentyfourth of December two thousand and twelve.
A dawn for the new about to come.
I close my eyes and feel how they bleed...
before the plangent howl of forfeit future.
Thine draft from the zenith...
the world at its end.
Forlorn crying for forgiveness
in the astral garden.
Blindfolded evolution
breeding from the lair of mother earth.
Cursed with the burden of ordeal,
waiting for chance to rebirth.
3. Outro
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