Adam Kadmon

A hair of his, a shade of bliss, a giant comets tail
The halo of the sunrise; a pearly finger nail
His shoulders are the boulders
on which the whole world rests its weight
His feet below the underworld; his crown remains unmade
Adam Kadmon

Every time you see the sky, you stare into his eyes
Twinkling stars in the endless night; you start to memorize
Those eyes that were before you and shall last forever more
A raft crushed in the ocean a hundred yards from shore
Adam Kadmon

The dream - it seems - is mans, when contemplating soil
Irrigate, to cultivate, bring the blood to a boil
Mirror, mirror, on the pool, show us nothing less
Than the grit, to admit, what we see and nothing else
Adam Kadmon

Feeling lost, succumb to frost; then merely close your eyes
And take a seat, near the heat of the cosmic firelight
Assemble while you tremble, but be not afraid
It's cold out there, but stars are bare and light is all the same
Adam Kadmon
Adam Kadmon
Adam Kadmon



Credits
Writer(s): Henry Marseen, Michael Lauridsen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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