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FOREVER LOST LYRICS
"Caverns of the Catastrophic" (2006 EP)
1. Frostfell
2. Among the Dormant
3. Horizons of Vanquish
4. Beyond the Mortal Opus
1. Frostfell
Navigation hesitates for now
Gravity well void of aim
Calibers devistate like winter's wind
Consequence drains direction
Imagination, irreversible
Like flash frozen, spoken by few
Trespass of a suspicion
Torch the fire , excite evocation
Holding arctic energy inwards
Behind, icy gates of inner turmoil
In silence, calm before the storm
Entranceway, to a spirits hibernation
The frost has fallen
Realizing self awareness
Ending in lost efforts
In landscapes of reflection
Willing to die to rest
Knowledge without wisdom
A motionless thought-life strengthened
Weight of the fall encumber in secret
Without knowledge, forging a conciousness
Then cross the bridge without fail
Surviving self awareness, to survive
Calling forth breath
Force and reclaim lost sanity
Frostfell
A displaced view broken
I will return
2. Among the Dormant
Ability once unmastered, forgotten kind
Climbing from deep caverns, withering thoughts with time
Unwanted and weak, covered by its presence
Evoking to those turned back, never to revisit
Wandering in alterations obscured
Fallen will perish without safe return
With reckoning, diversified in vain
Discord to dissention, writhing remains
To keep an eye on the ones
Leave now or join them all to die
To die
All doubtful see grim distances ahead
Now forgot and predicting the way
Discord to dissention, writhing remains
To keep an eye on the ones
Leave now or join them all to die
Through with contimplation bringing the remote to decernment
Anticipated catastrophe
Venegence embodies in bravery, forged with anguish
Casting anchors of obedience
Transparent frames arise and assist
The anvil that welcomes the hammer
Declarations override them
Casting anchors of obedience
Transparent frames arise and assist
The anvil that welcomes the hammer
Declarations override them
3. Horizons of Vanquish
Reality shows troubled minds bleeding
The fearless become petrified
What form of being are they leading
The walls recite shameful tyranny
The lights on the outside refuse to vindicate
An encore of empathy repeats time and time again
Disposal at a geo-metric rate
Dispirited ever last one of their kind
Familar tatics, familiar fanatics
"Only the blind lead majestic lives"
For the obsolete wither and die
Feeding off the sucess of others
To merely exist than really live
Aspiration leads to assassination
One way ticket with no return
Alters fate for thousands at a time
Pits of ash reveal one last warning
Hives of remains soil the horizon
One form threatened by another
We shall suffer a great defeat
Sacrificial salutations
A fear of defeat in conclusion
One form threatened by another
We shall suffer a great defeat
Blood, soil, mixed together
"Only the blind lead majestic lives"
For the obsolete wither and die
Dispirirted ever last one of their kind
Sacrificial salutations
One form threatened by another
4. Beyond the Mortal Opus
The ring of the bell triggers man to feast
Movement is in the basket under blade
Nerves still twitch in a heap
Headless body seizures and sprays
Maping the path back to the chime
Statue of a lake, on the surface floats a pasture
Service wanting tounges of strings
A turning knob with heads, in the graze gorging
The timed flesh of grievences
Wearing rusted armor turning swords within
Grids of existance uncovered
All kneel top, center, and below
Statue, of a lake, on the surface floats a pasture
Seen for, what, they will ultimately blanket
Faced with mortal made power
Crumbeling structure, failed foundation
To bad for the suffering suvivors
An empty urn, branded
Relentless gradification of procedure
Reeks havoc on temperament
Indirect course of the accustomed
Demoralization upheld, strengths invented
Through choice environments approved then embedded
Snared by doubt
Falsify all lost convictions abound
Become to disappoint and lose conviction
Reborn a lie
Foreseen by us all
Statue, of a lake, on the surface floats a pasture
Service wanting tounges of strings
A turning knob with heads
In the graze gorging
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