Terminus I: Barren (feat. CJ McMahon)

from The Wretched Sounds by Nott

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lyrics

(Relieve us, reshape us, relieve it all.
Reveal us, forsake us, reveal it all.)

Where were you when the noises began?
No sign anywhere but the
Bleak, the cold, and the barren.

Tether to me.

We fall unraveled in this
Blank eternal waste.
Echoes of the final sound
Scatter through the haze.

Enduring a forever-
Perpetual sorrow,
Clutching a beacon of hope
As you drift through a breathless plane.

Where were you when they closed their hands?
No sign anywhere but the
Bleak, the cold, and the barren.

Where were you, lost in another life?
Can you remember the
Warmth of the surface light?

Shuddering to recall a time
When I saw the ground beneath my feet
With my very eyes.

Reflections distort up above,
Growing ever distant.
Removed from all control,
We do nothing to change it.

Do not let go
From this extant coil.
Do not look away
For adoration that will never arrive.
All that can be seen: a boundless chasm.

Where were you, absent within?
No sign anywhere but the
Bleak, the cold, and the barren.

Where were you, in a sea of the deprived?
Can you remember the
Warmth of the surface light?

Where were you when we needed to breathe?
How long has it been?
Has a lifetime come already?

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from The Wretched Sounds, released May 25, 2018

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