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Alma Hueca
09:47
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The webs of memory, sealing my eyes shut
Holding the pyrogen in my lungs
I am ill; vernal and grey
In the infernal fray
All the life in the world-stillborn
La verdad pyrexiada esta viniendo
Tan dificil rechazar la dolencia olarosa
Con su cancion sirenal
Cantando con la dulzura de una caricia
Hung by our wrists with the finest silk
Spun from the tongue of this monolith of fear
We are paralyzed; terminal and grey
In the vernal fray
All the light in our eyes-stillborn
La verdad pyrexiada esta viniendo
Tan dificil rechazar la dolencia olarosa
Con su cancion sirenal
Cantando con la dulzura de una caricia
The will to not be bound, the courage to not be blinded
By those who themselves see nothing but death in the spaces
Between their brethren
Two flames fighting over the same dead tree
The tree of our grandfather
There is no shelter here
The spiders have friends amongst the flies
Webs in the spaces between the blind
We will flee our brethren
Those who would cut our throats with pages torn from their bibles
Into the mist, lodging ourselves in its throat
Testing our nerves of steel against teeth of lead
The will to not be bound
The courage to not be blinded
If only you could feel the teeth raking against your spine
Hiding in the spaces between your fingers
The fingers that would cut the strings
The strings of those who bound themselves to your will
Blinded by your courage
Blood fills in the spaces, and you see the truth
The tree of your grandfather is dead
Ay dios mio…que yo he hecho?
Tu eres una sombra de una mariposa
Nos hemos deshechos y caidos en mundos seperados
Nunca jamas sentire la dulzura de tu caricia
Estas en cielo, estas en cielo, estas en cielo
Y soy un alma hueca
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2. |
Cracks in the Mirror
05:46
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Anything, yes please anything
To delay shame til I rise
Surely the maelstrom in my viscera will
Choke the protests of my mind
Everything, yes everything
Dulls and chills and slows and fills my bones
With defilement
Bear witness then as I sever all the ties
To all the proud noble things that I have been
Anywhere, yes anywhere will do
I won’t feel the surface I sleep on
Nor the humanity I’ve purged, the self respect I had earned
I have no honour left to lean on
Anyone, yes anyone can see
How I’ve become so pathetic
But no one, no no one can see
The cracks in the mirror match the scars on me
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3. |
Pyrexia
07:10
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Born, I am born. Aware, I am born. I am real, the most real I’ll ever be.
Because the black and white macrocosm
Beyond my grasping fingers steals the shades of life from my skin
Will I ever escape the illusory reality raging around me?
Why does it feel like the air here has grown hungry teeth?
I could point the finger, I could kill the murderer
I would suffer any sickness, to leave this world a dreamer
I dissolve and disconnect myself from my breath
Drowning betwixt the rusted souls of the dead
We have forgotten our humanity in our quest to circumvent
The macrocosm that stole the shades of love from our hands
Will I ever escape the illusory reality raging around me?
Why does it feel like the air here has grown hungry teeth?
I could point the finger, I could kill the murderer
I would suffer any sickness, to leave this world a dreamer
For it is only in feverdreams that we outgrow our cage…
only in feverdreams that we see the truth, become martyrs, barter
With god for the release of our souls
Our cold, rusted souls
In the end we will reap the plague
And become the disease we nurtured
Stealing the meaning and purpose
From the dreams of those we murdered
We are the guilty ones
Lost in the hungry maw of the macrocosm
I am just a finger on the hand of a murderer
I would suffer any sickness, to leave this world a dreamer
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4. |
Dewdrops at Dusk
10:03
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I found you on the floor
Staring out the window and straight through the sky
Your ghost still stuck under your skin
Holding on to a wisp of the light
That I felt when I first looked in your eyes
But now I only feel your secret sickness
As you disappear, like dew to the sun
A chill rushes through the room
And I know I’m alone
I lost you on the floor
Staring out the window as though you were a caged bird
Waiting to fly away on a wisp of light
Spreading the wings you dreamed of growing on the worst nights
To carry you to some secret absolution
As you disappear, like dew to the sun
A chill rushes through the room
And I know I’m alone
I will bury you with all my love
And let the wilted flowers crumble on your grave
You will be forgotten
You will be neglected
You will walk alone in the shadows of my sin
Your memory will fade, like the waning moon
At the first rays of sunlight
Aunque nos desamparamos, nosotros caeremos juntos
Somos mechones de luz en el vacio
Unidos en la danza macabra
Tu abandonaste mas que tu propia vida
Tu abandonaste mas que tu propia dolencia
Tu abandonaste mas que tu propia esperanza
Tu abandonaste a mi
Aunque los flores se marchitan
Y pasan afuera de memoria
Quedarramos bajo de la piel
De la verdad en nuestro delirio
Tu abandonaste mas que tu propia vida
Tu abandonaste mas que tu propia dolencia
Tu abandonaste mas que tu propia esperanza
Tu abandonaste a mi
Pero no puedo abandonarte
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5. |
The Art and the Equation
08:33
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I am adrift, lost without purpose
And no one to share my dereliction with
My god, where have I been?
Where am I going?
Maybe somewhere under different stars in a different land in a different time
Someone dreams my dreams and drinks of the wine of ages…
I have dreamed a dream, but now that dream is gone from me
And the world seems as grey as my breath
What can these hands do to unmake the inevitable
without something to hold onto?
I am adrift, lost without purpose and no one to share my dereliction with
My god, is there no truth in the space between the art and the equation?
But even in my dystopia, I can see the door
And you hold the key that is ours to turn
I will tear this edifice to shreds
Through the artifice of my hands
But even through my dystrophication, the tumblers fall into place
You breathe the polluted breath I breathe as we ignite this blaze
I will tear this edifice to shreds
Through the artifice of my hands
I’m not here to make a choice
I’m only here to break what is mine to break
I must find the purpose in myself
To take the road that is mine to take
But my intent is polluted
Where is the courage I had when I was blind?
Disconnected from my dreams
I see the world as the murdered see
Without hope, we have no control
Over the reasons for our bleeding
So I will bleed in the face of reason
I will bleed for the light I wish to see
Without hope we will never know a world not bound by these controls
I will bleed as I have bled in my wildest dreams
I will bleed because I choose to
Because it will set me free
I’m not here to make the choice I’ve already made
I’m only here to understand why I chose this fate
I have found the purpose in myself
To break the road that is mine to break
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6. |
Mia Rosa
05:58
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Can you possibly know of the hooks that vault from your lips?
Those pointed, intoxicating words
That pierce through my armor yet stop short of drawing blood?
If only I had it to give
Is this a game? A race to see whose cowardly heart will burst first
In magnificent crimson rays
Our world would be red
We would drown in each others' viscera
Can you possibly know that I would share with you
Love as soon as death?
Come closer.
Set the hooks.
And look me in the eyes.
My iron form, so drawn to your radiance
Cannot but rust in the expanse that lies between us
I would chew through chain and pray through pain
And hate myself for my selfishness
My skin black with the soot of my burning ire
Why is this so hard?
Those maddening moments where my face is flushed
And my heart wants to run and hide
The sight, the sound, portentious of the sensation I want
The feeling I am denied
So I deny myself all feeling
Because I am iron, I am immoveable
And I am alone
Mi alma decrepita, llena de miedo y desperacion
Come closer.
Set the hooks.
And look me in the eyes.
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7. |
Menos Grande
06:01
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Que yo he hecho?
Porque tiemblan mis manos con culpa?
Oscuridad como esta puede existar solo en las almas
Mas huecas en el abismo
Yo veo tu muerte en sombras de mariposas
Y los ojos de los inocentes
La pala que cava tu sepultura
No puede empezar llenar el vacio en mi alma
Esperando en mi espectra favorita
Llenar la herida con adormecimiento
Mientras me adormezco bajo la pesa de mi culpa
Y la luz de mi alma es jalada hacia la oscuridad
Mi memoria final antes de yo caiga en suenos pyrexiados sera
De las mariposas en la lluvia
Que seria si fuera la lluvia?
Sabria el camino a ti traves de la muerte?
No tengo la fuerza deshacer eternidad
Soy solo un otro engranaje de la maquinacion del menos grande
Donde estan nuestras mariposas?
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8. |
Esperanza
08:22
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I long to see things with the wisdom of a child
To see with vision that cuts through the fog of life
To feel the light of love and to love fiercely and fearless
Because somewhere, there’s something to be seen
Something to be believed in
Something magical, something forgotten
Something pure
Esperanza, quiero creer en ti
Esperanza, quiero crearte en mi
I long to know the truth deep in my soul, and never lose grip of it
But I have aged, my hands are weak
I’ve lost the eyes that see through the haze
Somehow, there must be a way
To escape the nooses we were forced to make
What if I said no? What if I grew wings?
What if I became the light I wanted to see?
When everything you hold sacred crumbles,
When your world fails
Will you fail with it? Dragged down by your armor?
Or will you shed your gauntlets and use your hands to build a fire
To burn away the disease?
Breed the pyrexia this world needs
Esperanza, quiero creer en ti pero
Esperanza, no puedo crearte en mi
Somos tontos, perdidos en la oscuridad que hemos creado
Para escondernos de los ojos de dios
No podemos saber que nos espera en el mar de la sangre que nosotros hemos derramado
No hay armadura que nos salve
Somos como cenizas
Y no hay vida que puede crecer de nuestra verguenza
Esperanza, donde estas en este mundo?
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9. |
Scratching at Clouds
06:40
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No escape-no eyes to see, no ears to hear
Just the buzzing buzzing buzzing
Pressing in I swear the sound
Could shatter stone, but I alone am left
In this deep grave dug with shallow intent
No escape-no eyes to see, no ears to hear
Just the dripping dripping dripping
Pressing in I swear this water
Could shatter bones, but I alone am left
In this shallow well filled with deep secrets
So afraid of being hurt, I set myself up to keep on falling
I found peace in weightless sleep my world collapsed…
No escape-no eyes to see, no ears to hear
Just the scratching scratching scratching
My bones on stone
Pressing pushing against the buzzing dripping scratching rotting darkness’
Loving killing hatching mottled carcass
No escape-no eyes to see, no ears to hear
I was not meant to be, but you are meant to bleed
Bleed as my bones have no blood
Feel me press you into the buzzing dripping scratching rotting darkness’
Loving killing hatching mottled carcass
So afraid of being hurt I set myself up to keep on falling
I found peace in weightless sleep while my world collapsed
So unplug me from the dream
Because this is not the grave for me
I’ve spent my whole life scratching at clouds
Until the cracks woke up reached out and wrapped round me
Working on my fingers, loosening the grip
Cold and frantic they pull me down with nooses round my wrists
As I kiss the clouds goodbye, they crumble 'neath my lips
Like dried bones
A ring of light shines through the filth. A ring of light in the darkest dried blood.
Talismanic…possessive…irresistible in the sweltering madness
I’ve spent my whole life scratching at clouds
Until the cracks woke up reached out and wrapped round me
Death is just a dream
The cracks in this world match the scars on me
No eyes to see, no ears to hear, no life, no death no escape
For you or me
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10. |
Amor y Decadencia
10:47
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I’m dreaming of drowning, it’s time for me to go back
I’ve been drowning in your dreaming
I’ve swam too far into your glimmering eyes
I can feel the fingers of the undertow caress my form
Whispering lullabies, as it lays me down to sleep
I was a fool to think, I could find a home
Out on the open sea
I have succumbed to mortal disease
How could I believe
I could breathe in iron and not sink?
I’m breathing but floundering my lungs are a foundry
Forging the blades that will free me from the boundaries of my body
Why am I so afraid to be freed by the fates?
I can feel the needles piercing my skin
Scratching at my skeleton
Severing the nerves that would betray me
I was a fool to think, I could find love
Out on the open sea
I have succumbed to mortal disease
How could I believe
I could breathe in iron and not sink?
No hay coraje en nuestros corazones
Porque sabemos el alma tras los ojos que vemos llorando
Sabemos el dolor de las promesas que rompemos
Sabemos que amor es un eterno sufrimiento
Sensations of numbness and warmth, washing over me
More comforting than any earthly embrace
It’s time to let go
And so I give myself to the depths
I am heavy, the water pressing in
Purifying, releasing soul from shell
I am blue, and wrought from iron
I will die
But when I am washed ashore on some moonless night
I will be whole
And I will walk the earth once more
And I will never seek shelter in the arms of the ocean
The tempest-the temptress
Ever again
No hay coraje en nuestros corazones
No hay coraje en decadencia
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The Aether Tree Columbia, Missouri
The Aether Tree was an experimental post-metal band that made music in Missouri from 2008 to 2014. Their third and final album Sleeper was released February 1st, 2015.
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