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Like Blood Shaped Flakes of Snow

from 2019 - Running Out of Time Doing Nothing (LP) by The Meads of Asphodel

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Guest appearances from:
Cristina Padovano - Vocals
Will Banyard - Violin

lyrics

In the dust of dim entangled silence
Minutes wane in delirium, sleepy opium
Like time falling away
Like time falling away

Woe are they, come what may
Woe are we, come & see

Woe are they, come what may
Woe are we, come & see

A clinging shroud of sleep, wrapped around memories
You may yearn for graves of peace, desolate cemeteries
but try living there alone with your sorrows
Bonds of death between two eternities, past tomorrows
That silently swing between forever and no more
& here i lie in shades of yesternights shadows

Between the words half uttered, nameless words half heard
Moaning tears of streams above, forever in time interred
The shore is far, out of reach like yonder distant star
The joys we taste, may tomorrow turn to woe
& we bury our smiles with the sleeping dust below
The dawn will never come the sky cannot hold a stone

A hollow fallen tear I am
In Letheian seas drifting
Drowsy & cold my spirit falls
Spinning, whirling, twisting
I am the idle nothing
The forlorn withering snow
A seed lost under a fallen rock
Where no flowers can grow
Death is but a path to tread
To lay alone in a darkly box
With splintery clusters of pine & clod
To sleep with worms & slowly rot

Like blood shaped flakes of snow melting into nothing
Like blood shaped flakes of snow melting into nothing

Melting, melting into nothingness
Melting, melting into nothingness

I am the forgotten breath
Nothing in the unseen, nothing in the bloodless drifting shrouds
To wander bankless streams of mist
Nothing in the unseen, nothing in the bloodless drifting shrouds

Melting into nothingness, melting into nothingness
Melting into nothingness, melting into nothingness

credits

from 2019 - Running Out of Time Doing Nothing (LP), released June 21, 2019
Lyrics written by Metatron
Music written by J.D. Tait

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