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The Grinding Wheels Of Time

from Where Suns Come To Die (2015) by SOL

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I am a ghost
A shadow of my pride
An echo of my hatred
Dust in the grinding wheels of time
Fog in the eyes of bliss
Nothing in the faces of eternity

And I greet this apathy
in a sleepless house
where suns come to die
and space unfolds
restlessly

And did I fall
then I fell forever
Through a world departed
and a civilization divided
Through the clouds
hanging over my head
Heavy as lead
and black as tar
Pissing blood
in my face
and laughing
like and old man
Through the grey hollow sphere
that makes the veil of this empty world

And bitterness shall touch me
and lay its famished hands upon me
Craving the last dark moments
of my waking hours

And shame shall embrace me
in a tender caress
I saw it dance towards me
when I took my first step
through the dust
of time’s grinding wheels

And here I stand crippled
for another second
for another minute
for another hour
for another day
for another week
for another month
for another year
for another goddamn infinity
of longing for a peace of mind
that never comes

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from Where Suns Come To Die (2015), released April 22, 2019

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Dark ambient & doom metal band from Denmark with neofolk influences and avant-garde tendencies.

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