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SUN DESCENDS LYRICS
"Tide in the Affairs of Men" (2001 EP)
1. Third Column
2. Tide
3. Dream Flow
1. Third Column
I surround you come close, ancient tactics supreme
Wisdom of sages unleashed, buried with their dreams
Estimate the chances on course, know yourself and strength
Open wide the gates to the mind, yield avoid death
Rush agents to spread fear, sitting on a fence
Contact back and forth, employ mission's offense
Persecute the weak in time, secure flanks stay free
Allow confusion to nest, pushing forward the spree
We rise before thee - predict defeat
Behead the sons - content siege
Resent the rage - fosters harm
Enlightened rulers - chapters of arms
Push forward Third column
March forward Third column
Eradicate subjects disperse, essence to survive
Provisions exhausted and burnt, carnage arrived
Laid in trenches for days, the will to consume
Temper of victors restrained, central kingdoms doomed
I surround you come close, ancient tactics supreme
Wisdom of sages unleashed, buried with their dreams
Estimate the chances on course, know yourself and strength
Open wide the gates to the mind, yield avoid death
2. Tide
I am the son of slain, forgotten and honored
I breathe the curse of all the rotten worldly sins
I claim the fallen gods, blinded and deceived
Grant me the silence of this moment, forever gone
I am an empty shell, hollow, my soul's detained
I crave to see what your eyes see, always
You are the coward now, I'll turn it all around
I want to die alone in this old and healing womb
The tide is where you in
Twisted, deformed
Washed away are your sins
Believe
Down in the pit of shame
I tend my gaping wounds
Tired of being blamed
No man should be lied to
Fear creeps from inside
It has been given to me
I shed the skin of pride
Now I'm really free
I am the son of slain, forgotten and honored
I breathe the curse of all the rotten worldly sins
I claim the fallen gods, blinded and deceived
Grant me the silence of this moment, forever gone
The tide is where you in
Twisted, deformed
Washed away are your sins
Believe
3. Dream Flow
Trust the heart stained with passion
Growing despair and pain
Then read the psalm
Enter my terrain
See the king of old
He kneels before thee
Like a helpless child
Riddled with disease
I am the night
I broke the seals
When will I wake up?
No, this must be real
Off and on I feel the same
Wished I could bear
Then I dream - escape
Won't have to care
I step beside me
No this is not real
Used to stand up tall
Four sides of the wall
Shreds of tissue
God please save my soul
When will I wake up?
No this must be real
I brace the night
The only hope
Far fainting sights
Dissolving scope
Dimmed the lights for hours now
But I'm still so afraid
Generations fought on death ground
No one could be saved
Frontal lobes are severed
Cut off the urge
I reign on clouds
Come down to purge
See the king of old
He kneels before thee
Contrasting colors fade
Born in sequential hell
I dare to open my eyes
Marks read where I fell
I step beside me
No this must be real
Deranged in time
I've lost my shape
Rapid - my decline
I've gone insane
There is no telling of holding back
I'll toss your life
Essential to my view of things
These blurring lights
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