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The Inescapable Cold
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besieged, I cannot escape
waiting in horror, writhing in pain
watching me, waiting for me to fall
digging deeper into the vein
this frozen blackness, void of the soul
swallowing the stars of hope
I am dying in this fetid hole
this stinking pit of sorrow
alone
the light has long gone from here
sunless and without redemption
a landscape of trauma made flesh
the inescapable cold of death
in the dark they speak to me
closing in, I cannot breathe
I cannot speak, I cannot see
surrounding me, commanding me
whispering
all alone with the wraiths that are haunting me
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Parallels of Bereavement
10:07
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phasing in and out of existence,
into a dream
a lifeless mirror image of reality
nothing to believe in, no healing in time
a bitter taste on the tongue of infinity
cold hopeless spirit – wounded, empty, bled
from within this insurmountable gorge
no god can hear my cry for freedom
completely abandoned in silence and stillness
With only the ghosts that compel me to penance
I am now only a husk
hollowed by the bores of sorrow
shifting through the halls of grief,
hiding from tomorrow
there are no doorways into another life
there are no windows from which to see the sky
only an exit through which the wind blows cold
freedom is a cage, choice is a lie
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hidden under cover of dark, nighttime sky and earth
in the chambers of nightmare the tormented wept
cycles of pain and unending sorrow
slain once more by the memories I have kept
bodies laid to rest
a mirror awakened in distress
I am not the master of my mind
their cries grow stronger in time
their tears are mine
oh, to die again and again
once beloved, now an echo of my sins
reflected in the waters of dreams
nothing as it seems
falling through the portals into another place
an inferno of aberrance and grief-stricken souls
dismembered by the blade of ashes and dusk
his mouth agape, a scream, and an absence of hope
no...not again...
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as empty as an echo from a distant shore
nothing is left, and I am no more
left bare by a promise of what could have been
the truth was a lie, this is the end
there is nothing more for you to take from me
there is nowhere I can run where I can be free
who I was is gone away, only bitterness remains
no progression, never growing, forever unchanged
I have never felt the warmth of the light
stolen away from the womb into the night
there is only one nepenthe that I can grasp
that this day be my last
I do not want to die, but I do not have a choice
deafening madness has stolen my voice
will there be solace for me beyond the veil?
Or will there be a new sea of agony to sail?
empty... nothing left...
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not even a wisp of the faintest umbra
haunts these halls now void of life
far from the Darkness in the Time before Dying
death hides away her merciful eyes
tonight...
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the walls no longer hum their song of home
silent and cold, timber and stone
a world of gray, where only distance grows
the dead leaves fall, old and alone
echoes of grief flutter in the autumn sun
collapsing and falling, weakened and numb
forsaken in this storm of sorrow
ashes in my hand, what once was tomorrow
memories of life pass through the winter sky
laughing and weeping, saying their goodbyes
not one whisper from the coldest ghost
in this house devoid of hope
the purest darkness before my death
to be the last one left
walking in silence from room to room
I am adrift in this fog of emptiness
no one is here...
none of this is real, no one is here
to starve of meaning and die in isolation
starve and die...
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