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FOREVERS' FALLEN GRACE LYRICS
"Of Darksome Rivers and Sorrowed Meadows" (2001)
1. Empty Arms, Sullen Hearts
2. In the Mist
3. Beauty as Wine
4. Of Loss and Bitter Lament
5. Pluto's Altar
6. Mourning...Again
1. Empty Arms, Sullen Hearts
I cannot forget her face, its better to suffer in silence
I cannot escape this fate, I dwell with unseen evil
Who is the one who calls me from this hiding place
Who is the one
This avatar seeks my soul
In turn, I seek its vengeance
Whatever it takes to keep me falling down, down to you
Whatever it takes to keep me falling down, down to you
What I take is nothing, empty arms, and sullen hearts
Whatever it takes to keep me falling down,
falling down to you
The mark upon her core drags me in and lulls me out
Same of the cast out son, rises slowly to taunt what�s left
Expectation to follow suit and be led like a child
I will rip these feelings out and be much less for it
2. In the Mist
Through the darkness, in the corner of the mind�s escape
Wandering, though it seems to be
There�s a shelter, refuge in these dying days
In the mist it calls to you,
It�s the calm before the storm
In the mist
In the mist, it calls to you
Take the hands of the gods and fly away
Do this with trust and with truth, break the cause
Full of deceit, empty and replete, it now gnaws
Enigmas circle what you have left inside
In the mist, it calls to you
It�s the calm before the storm
In the mist
In the mist, it calls to you
3. Beauty as Wine
These lines on my face, they color me with disgrace
Shelter my ego from the tempest of illusion
The scars of my mortality show upon my face
The balance of the bleeding lies upon my heart
I shade my eyes from the glow of your seduction
I will use my power as you have never know before
I lose myself in the chase, and chances on the fates
Awaken from this haze of lust, the mark of passion plays
The scars of my mortality show upon my face
The balance of the bleeding lies upon my heart
I drink temptation and wash away idealization
Trapped in a promise of what once lay before
An act played out one thousand times before
My portrayal becomes my betrayal
Lies upon a bed of nails broken and betrayed
Lies upon a bed of truth, broken yet unscathed
Vanity mine, empty inside, beauty as wine
4. Of Loss and Bitter Lament
5. Pluto's Altar
Braid your tongue to speak much words
Bleach your thoughts to the opaque mind
Tie your soul to circumstance
Cleanse your eyes and end the dream
Reconcile my importance in the binds of a finite world
Man�s important to himself, finds himself entropied
The artist is not the sage, he is caught up in himself
The poet will not come to reign, his realm is merely words
Without them we are lost,
�What we have is what we want�
May your logic never fail
There is nothing -- total sum loss
Speak of transcending Babylon, leave the earthly ways
Braid my tongue to speak the words and leave this world behind
This all seems so good and true
But so corrupt, caught up in life
Alone in a vast America, millions without a prayer
Lain by Pluto�s altar, in high tech gilded halls
6. Mourning...Again
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