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Metatron
06:26
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I can’t hold back any longer
Ichored twine; loosely strung on
Handles curved with nihilism
Shearing Fate; not come undone
Suturing of lost intentions (Soil beget)
Threaded needles carelessly (Contrarian)
Final thoughts of inhibition (Turing complete)
I’ll be waiting (Logic)
When it comes to
Haunt your visions
Haunt your dreams
Haunt your streamlined reality
Haunt your future
Haunt your past
Haunt your present
Where I’m just an oracle
Not the voice of god.
A tale left unwritten and unread.
Where running out of time
Is better than this grim alternative
This outspread systemic error
Bruising these shoulders of Man
Turning Hope into the Hopeless
A quite-failed master plan.
Much the burden of your angels (Quantum, finite)
Tasked with damaged frames of mind (Recurse function)
Comforting those who wander aimless (Yet still you'll die)
I’m protecting (Alone)
Where you’ll come to
Find your visions
Find your dreams
Find your streamlined reality
Find your future
Find your past
Find your song
Together we’re the stepping stone
Not the voice of god.
I’ll see you when or where the twain shall meet.
And soon we might just find.
A method out that isn’t straight defeat.
Take your first breath once again
And reach out
I never thought the words you said would carry me, carry me so far
If we were meant to change the world, why were we, why were we, why were we built so small?
Never shines of gold
Like your stories told
Made our lives like hell.
PRAISE THE ONE WHO WEARS IT WELL!
Lose your halo.
It’s just a useless Grand Design
Held together with globes and twine
Twenty-two with ten divines
I’ll show you that
Blessed was the oracle.
Not the voice of god
A step into the blind where I am free
A fragile state of mind
That Hope and Hope alone is all I need
Hope and Hope alone is all I need.
Not the voice of god.
A story undergone now moves ahead.
Where running out of time
Is better than this grim alterna-
Is only stalling our apocalypse!
I can’t let monotony
Come slip into this Holy matter
I will build a perfect world
Delivered on a silver platter.
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Metatron (Instrumental)
06:27
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I can’t hold back any longer
Ichored twine; loosely strung on
Handles curved with nihilism
Shearing Fate; not come undone
Suturing of lost intentions (Soil beget)
Threaded needles carelessly (Contrarian)
Final thoughts of inhibition (Turing complete)
I’ll be waiting (Logic)
When it comes to
Haunt your visions
Haunt your dreams
Haunt your streamlined reality
Haunt your future
Haunt your past
Haunt your present
Where I’m just an oracle
Not the voice of god.
A tale left unwritten and unread.
Where running out of time
Is better than this grim alternative
This outspread systemic error
Bruising these shoulders of Man
Turning Hope into the Hopeless
A quite-failed master plan.
Much the burden of your angels (Quantum, finite)
Tasked with damaged frames of mind (Recurse function)
Comforting those who wander aimless (Yet still you'll die)
I’m protecting (Alone)
Where you’ll come to
Find your visions
Find your dreams
Find your streamlined reality
Find your future
Find your past
Find your song
Together we’re the stepping stone
Not the voice of god.
I’ll see you when or where the twain shall meet.
And soon we might just find.
A method out that isn’t straight defeat.
Take your first breath once again
And reach out
I never thought the words you said would carry me, carry me so far
If we were meant to change the world, why were we, why were we, why were we built so small?
Never shines of gold
Like your stories told
Made our lives like hell.
PRAISE THE ONE WHO WEARS IT WELL!
Lose your halo.
It’s just a useless Grand Design
Held together with globes and twine
Twenty-two with ten divines
I’ll show you that
Blessed was the oracle.
Not the voice of god
A step into the blind where I am free
A fragile state of mind
That Hope and Hope alone is all I need
Hope and Hope alone is all I need.
Not the voice of god.
A story undergone now moves ahead.
Where running out of time
Is better than this grim alterna-
Is only stalling our apocalypse!
I can’t let monotony
Come slip into this Holy matter
I will build a perfect world
Delivered on a silver platter.
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HeyLasFas! Kirkland, Washington
A lone experimental progressive rock musician with an affinity for the magics of sound design and audio engineering. A
magician of sorts.
Based in the Seattle metropolitan area, and the writer of Nightfall, and Destiny HeyLasFas! is bringing back storytelling in the conceptual album, one progressive rock track at a time.
Always open for performances, email with details!
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