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RUNE LYRICS
"The End of Nothing" (2003)
1. An Affinity
2. Opium For My Soul
3. Babylon Burning
4. Worthless Endeavor
5. This Sorrow
6. Wilt
7. Leaving Form
8. Ethereal Bleeding
1. An Affinity
On the eve of destruction,
Desolation, and extinction.
Change and continuity.
The holy grail of truth.
It took us a long time to get here.
Words that are steps
to where something else could be.
Something more important than you
and what you think.
This offering swells deep within
the true house of life.
We are left to lament with this blessing.
A thought in the light in the womb of the storm,
Clenched within the palm of live.
Coming up empty; clouded-
riding on the chariot of loss…
The words wealth… self consumed redemption
We are in awe.
We are rich and in love with ourselves.
Tearing open you chest to hide in your ribcage.
Passing through your veins
in ways of word and phrase.
Confined by what can’t occur in our mind.
But wait…
None of this is real.
None of this was ever real.
2. Opium For My Soul
Last night in my dreams…echoing in what seems.
The Chambers of the sacred-
whispers that put me to sleep.
Twilight harvesting. Priests of navigation.
Persistent themes in incessant changes.
The future’s despair entangled
In ancient past’s long reign.
Lost is what we’ll never know…
To grasp intellect of lost worlds.
The inquiries of their unwanted.
The theories of their most maddened.
The shadows of their darkest rooms-
Exposed in this release from reality.
Behold the oldest gods…and basking in the glow…
And lying in the wake…the scenery unfolds.
A stage of mind marked by abstraction.
Harmony in this chaotic breath.
All the times the wind carried away my tonal.
Pictures that thought paints-
What I can’t shut out.
All that would go ill with sleep…
Steals silence from the night.
Dreaming becomes an art.
Opium for my soul.
3. Babylon Burning
Limp hand outstretched.
Desperate to touch the hand of god.
Lambs worthy of negating and breaking the seals.
Wounds that once caused their death.
Bursts of light flash forth.
Crowns of gold melt into the eyes of kings.
Echoes of time forgotten.
The higher ground shakes with inevitability-
Inducing this fall.
Collapsed, smoldering empires and dawns markings.
The caress of seven angels.
To be all and end all…
The burning of Babylon.
Merchants weeping.
Abominations of earth.
Not a leaf rustles
Oceans as smooth as glass.
Winds of the four corners silenced.
Nature’s affectionate answer to our neglect.
Blessings of power and riches revoked.
Blood spills of every kindred and tongue.
Thunderous utterances. The revelation.
The sun smitten. The moon and stars darkened.
Locusts unleashed
Words that were not revealed…
The burning of Babylon.
4. Worthless Endeavor
We the laden and uninspired
Lie dormant at the footsteps
of the last day.
Measured outside the dilapidated
Structure of society.
Dead under a sea of waste.
This is the shallow shell
we’ve crawled inside…
The warmth and comfort
we’d hoped to find…
The world we occupy.
All is ours to taint with touch…
fading away.
False hopes breed ignorance.
There will come a time
when simplicity
Shall reign again…
Long after we are gone.
5. This Sorrow
What you can’t breathe…the chaos of snow and smoke.
What you can’t heal…old wounds and scarred skies.
What you don’t know…missing memories.
What time will reveal.
On the frontlines in a battle over our minds…
We are the miscellaneous debris…
Coming to terms with how this might appear in hindsight.
In the future, we are there…blanketed in ash.
Explaining why the ghosts of all the lives wasted
Haunt us. Leaving all things cursed.
Expectations as anchors. Captivation as strife.
Unbridled want controls what be this life.
Handful of rulers with bloody hands writes
History of the future. Creating all that’s in sight.
This sorrow we suffer ails us alone.
How cheap is it to forget?
How expensive to remember?
Could just one joy compete with one death?
When the day comes…
Bury my heart, burn my soul.
One more time around with this pathetic sorrow.
This sorrow.
6. Wilt
Withering away…
the colors fade into one.
The turning of the tides,
To pass from old to new.
Kneeling before the sun,
and seeking forgiveness.
No shelter from these piercing rays
That blister my skin.
Scarring the flesh.
Begging for night- for an end
to the suffering.
Covering the sun
In a darkened embrace
Unable to crawl up from these depths
I have sank.
Intentions grow weak-
Ambitions begin to fade.
Searching for closure.
Within the reach of another existence.
One day this nightmare will end.
Leaving this life’s perils behind.
Withering away.
7. Leaving Form
This is all there is.
Form is dust and pain.
Take these words out.
Pain is life now.
We are why now.
This is forever.
Given from within.
8. Ethereal Bleeding
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