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The Emperor
03:52
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Distantly
A flicker in the void
A flame burns low
Begging for a breath to fuel its form
Threatening
A cold world without
An absence of the soul
Casting shadows to bloat its worth
Nowhere to hide
The master observes
Gazing unopposed
The cosmic eye feigns all’s within its scope
Some dreams ago, a hand reached out
But failed to grasp a shifting mass
Too long I’ve lived with fear and only suffered the wrath
Now tempt the tempest, provoke the deathless
Let loose your anger, have I not outserved my sentence?
Can you sense the air is stirring?
Can you sense the air is growing sick?
I feel it weaken
The light on high begins to flicker again, below, the shadows cull the sheep
Smoke turns to storms and hurricane winds, if not through love, then fear it be
From usurped throne in my infant skull, it starts to speak in cryptic tongues
Twisting verse and prophesied rewards: cling to me and all will be as it should
By my hand the die is cast
And by my breath, the currents pass
Scattered wings to some distant shore flock
Chasing a higher power than lies upon this earthly rock
By my hand, the die is cast
On sovereign seas, spreading sermons like contagion
Foaming mouths at the thought of my salvation
By my hands, the currents pass
Distantly
A flicker in the void
A flame burns low
Begging for a breath to fuel its fading form
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The Hierophant
04:36
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Structured submission
Give as you’ve been told
Taught all you should know
Don’t question the lies that have taken hold
Rite and ritual
The nexus spiritual
Structured submission to the ghost
Complacent and comatose
Have you felt the fingers losing their grip?
I think you’re finally starting to slip
(I see)
Through the cracks begun to creep, I see the truth now slowly seeps
I see through the mist
(Distantly)
A faint flicker in the void, a whisper threatens to destroy
A flame burns low, all alone
Begging for a breath to fuel its fading form
Guide me no longer into caverns untouched by the sun
Where the light of day shines bright on our scene, I see all that you are
A conman masked in revelations, a barrier to autonomous thought
An aversion to self, preying on conformity to feed your power fantasy
Servant to the last
Shoulder for the lost
Keeper of flames now passed
A merchant of mystics just peddling dust
I hear through the din
I’m searching within
This loathed and captive skin:
Abandoning
A vulnerable soul just frightened to die
Inverted and begging for flight
Find yourself a new
Gullible mind to consume
Finally outgrown you
I sever the threads and claim existence
Distantly, a light
Flickers in the void
A frightened flame burns low
Begging for a breath to fuel its form
Like the mounting pressure on a dam about to split
The river reclaims the freedom once stolen from it
And is made whole again
Servant to the last
Shoulder for the lost
Keeper of flames now passed
A merchant of mystics just peddling dust
I hear through the din
I’m searching within
This loathed and captive skin:
Abandoning
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3. |
The Tower
05:18
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Uproot and upheaval
Lungs filling with dust
Compromised and cowering eyes
Dreading the dusk
Thunder drawing closer
Fear flooding the bones
Foundation built on vexed whims
Total structure collapse
The fire is burning low
I wonder what it signals
Do you wonder too?
Do I follow suit or follow through
Seems like the glowing dissipates around you
All this time I’ve been dead: danced with ghosts in my head
Does it end?
Ripped open like a deathbed prophet
Does it end?
Ripped open like a deathbed prophet
Does it end?
Uproot and upheaval
Flesh forming from stone
Heavy with uncertainty
Thrust into the cold
Head-first from the steeple
Becoming human again
A war raged for sentience
Total structure collapse
Hear the sound
Hang your head
Destruction-bound
Fear no end
Hear the sound
Hang your head
Destruction-bound
Fear no fucking end
I exist (underneath)
Heavy eyes that have ever been asleep
Shackled in a dream so deep
I exist
Preaching fairy tales and crawling serpents
Trusted conmen to divine my purpose
Come destruction, ruin, light the torches
Rip ‘em open like a deathbed prophet
Ripped open like a deathbed prophet
Don’t follow me
Ripped open like a deathbed prophet
Don’t follow me
Uproot and upheaval
Uproot and upheaval
Preaching fairy tales and crawling serpents
Trusted conmen to divine my purpose
Come destruction, ruin, light the torches
Rip ‘em open like a deathbed prophet
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The Hermit
06:38
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The fire is dead, out behind me
The only light, I now carry
Illuminate the closing night
Finding my steps, one at a time
The wind, it whispers, oh, so queer
A sound heard distant in my ear
Never been darker but so clear
Behold the night, it speaks round
But where’s it vanished?
No voice above nor on the silent planet
Is this what I wanted?
The lonely sphere spins on autonomous
The lonely sphere spins on (x3)
The lonely sphere
For seven days and seven nights, I wandered aimless and afraid
In woods uncounted, walked alone, my soul in hand, no gibbering mouths above
And as the silence mounted, imagined watch-hands ticked away infinitely in godless space
Blue to black and black to blue
I accepted absolution
Soul decay
Soul reclaimed
Pale Horse, let your rider show
I consult no aether lord above
Have you ever truly felt alone?
My lonely song sung duet with infernal echoes
The lonely sphere spins on (x3)
The lonely sphere
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5. |
The Hanged Man
04:46
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The sculptor’s knife
A new flesh emerges from the stone
I’ve been held captive in timeless passage
Upside down and rearranged (x2)
It feels like dying
Or am I born again?
Take a pause to catch my breath, I’m hanging
Upside down and rearranged (x2)
Our only sin was giving in
Upside down and rearranged (x2)
A moment’s delay
Tip-toeing on a knife’s blade
Where I’ve come from seems so distant
Am I drowning
Or born again?
With every step there’s less resistance
A flame burns low out in the cold
Begging me to fan its form
But I’ve moved on
I found my legs begging for dirt
Seeking the worms that lie below
Calling for the earth
The sculptor's knife
A new flesh emerges from the stone
I’ve been held captive in timeless passage
Upside down and rearranged (x2)
It feels like dying
Or am I born again?
Take a pause to catch my breath, I’m hanging
Upside down and rearranged (x4)
Above the chasm, swings
Another casualty
A lonely soul silhouette in abject metamorphosis
Into the arms of death
Into the unknown depths
Tread on sure-footed
Cause heaven’s empty
Above the chasm, swings
Another casualty
A lonely soul silhouette in abject metamorphosis
Into the arms of death
Into the unknown depths
Tread on sure-footed
Tread on
The sculptor's knife
A new flesh emerges from the stone
I’ve been held captive in timeless passage
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6. |
The Empress
04:40
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Mother, forgive us
For we know just what we’ve done
I will not follow in the steps of gods
And ignore your call
Roots burrowed spring again
Survived beneath the skin
It is not dead what ever dreams
There’s grace within the seed
The cycle always mends
We cannot kill what grows again
Cast out the enemy
There’s beauty in our ends
Unshackled eyes
The cold recedes
A sun unbid curves o’er the scene
Farther down
Farther in
A drifting cloud brings the rains of Spring
And now it cleans (x2)
Wash me anew (x2)
Roots burrowed spring again
Survived beneath the skin
It is not dead what ever dreams
There’s grace within the seed
The cycle always mends
We cannot kill what grows again
Cast out the enemy
There’s beauty in our ends
There’s grace within the finite seed
It cannot die what ever dreams
Awaken (x2)
Roots burrowed spring again
Survived beneath the skin
It is not dead what ever dreams
There’s grace within the seed
The cycle always mends
We cannot kill what grows again
Cast out the enemy
Gaze outwards on reality
There’s grace within the finite seed
It cannot die what ever dreams
Awaken (x2)
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