Who Wakes up from This Dream Does Not Bear My Name
Somewhere away
Time is washing, a space opens
A space is gathering
What brings back there
The space, the humble word
Arouses it, disolves it
This soul is violence within
Whatever is worth if not this land?
Perforing land
This soul is silence within
Whatever is worth if not this land?
Perforing land
The unnamed
The unnamed
He seems to be me
Seems to be me
Seems to be me
Seems to be me
This absence
This absence
It seems to be me
Seems to be me
Seems to be me
Seems to be me
Near, from the bay
We'll see the best flames burn today
Sea won't bring
Those who left on the cold waves
I fell into the scar
The wide open scar
Fell into the scar
I fell into the scar
Humans
Your sickly breath dissolves it
Humans
Humans
Your sickly breath dissolves it
There
In the plan that we'll still give birth to absence
Who awakes from this dream
Who awakes from this dream does not bear my name
Wreck on them shoreward
Where in time we've grown
And when they said
"A lot of flesh will end the test that's on each boy"
To be the descent of memory
And he lives like a dream of plugging the hole of the urn
He wakes up in a new tale and he's out of mind
Time is washing, a space opens
A space is gathering
What brings back there
The space, the humble word
Arouses it, disolves it
This soul is violence within
Whatever is worth if not this land?
Perforing land
This soul is silence within
Whatever is worth if not this land?
Perforing land
The unnamed
The unnamed
He seems to be me
Seems to be me
Seems to be me
Seems to be me
This absence
This absence
It seems to be me
Seems to be me
Seems to be me
Seems to be me
Near, from the bay
We'll see the best flames burn today
Sea won't bring
Those who left on the cold waves
I fell into the scar
The wide open scar
Fell into the scar
I fell into the scar
Humans
Your sickly breath dissolves it
Humans
Humans
Your sickly breath dissolves it
There
In the plan that we'll still give birth to absence
Who awakes from this dream
Who awakes from this dream does not bear my name
Wreck on them shoreward
Where in time we've grown
And when they said
"A lot of flesh will end the test that's on each boy"
To be the descent of memory
And he lives like a dream of plugging the hole of the urn
He wakes up in a new tale and he's out of mind
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Writer(s): Emmanuel Jessua
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