1. |
A Colorless Eternity
16:53
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Script-etched leaves
Weak, slowly losing grip,
Speak to me
With a chilling wind
Their pigment, a dull grayscale,
Projected into my ailing mind
A meek moment of time
Indulged by a forgotten growth
Of which eternity has claimed
Silence gently scraping at my body
I can recognize
Where the grid of time
Meets my broken world
But I choose to stay
Slowly turning my head
Towards the dead horizon
I witness time itself,
Face to face
As it breaks away from my world
TIME!
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2. |
A Timeless Vault
08:44
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In a timeless vault
A mind no more
What was considered night,
Torn away from my fingertips
Creation will not arrive here
Its cold, unholy embrace will remain
Where peasants and parasites
Breathe in their cool air and
rotten vitality
As lives come and pass
Impossibility
Grows nearer
Until
I finally
Reach
My end
Staring into the face of death
Eyes wielding
Years of memories
Gone
In an instant
Leaving the living to mourn forever
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3. |
Induced Desolation
09:50
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Moments of beauty
Moments of refinement
Moments of nothingness
Alone,
Abandoned,
At peace
No sign of life, no sign of death
There is nothing
A black horizon,
Lined with a desolate foreground
Existing only to comfort
Lead here
By oblivescence
Leaving the pain behind
Colorless flowers gleam
Against my peripherals
Sirens of infinity
In desolation, in darkness
In solitude
Here I sit
My mind slowing
My world diluted
Guilty but content
A delusion,
Willingly accepted
No thoughts
No warm memories
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4. |
Apparitions of Existence
12:13
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This deafening silence
Sickens me
A deep abrasion
In my eyes
Voices are unimportant and
Seemingly nonexistent
Wretched apparitions
Cloud all that is real
Attempted to be accessed
But shut down by ghastly memories
A failure, embraced by
Delusional uncertainties
Is a man living
If he only dreams?
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5. |
An Essence of Anguish
12:02
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A figureless shape
Unearthly and emotionally
Expressionless
With its order of time and space
It moves quietly through my mind
A taunting apparition
That erases all
That is worldly
To screaming black frequencies
It engulfs my world
Lost in an echoing hell
The veil impenetrable
Luna's promising caress is fading
The solar leadership of a new day
Has been lost to
Darkness
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6. |
Into an Empty Dream
15:08
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In the shape of a tear
My fractured mind
Lies beside me,
Refusing to breathe
A trajectory unseen
A wreath, inside of which
My darkest dreams
Flourish
But the dream pool is empty
The fake feelings endured,
Written in non-volatile script,
During a process of healing,
Show no sign of convalescence
The great hand of forlornness
Reaching out, I am greeted
By a chilling wretch
Its eyes, like the night sky,
Boundless, empty
A dimensionless grasp,
embraced by lucidity
Its cold hands embrace my will,
I am led to a place I've seen before,
In memory
Its forgotten skies are starless
Plush trees reflect fading light
Many have perished here
Their bodies remain, frozen,
suspended in time and thought
I will share the same fate,
As I walk to the edge
And look into the
Eyes of oblivion
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Vacant Eyes Easthampton, Massachusetts
Longing to discover what lies beyond, through the pain, misery, and beauty that are universal to human existence. A
catalyst to explore our most sorrowful moments and contemplate our deepest and most personal questions.
Josh Moran (Guitar, Vocals, Cello)
Alex Smith (Guitar, Backing Vocals)
Mike Bessette (Guitar)
Eric Gemborys (Bass)
Chris Kudukey (Drums)
Mark Richardson (Keyboards)
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