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Gathering Stones

by Miles of Grace

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1.
Hegira 04:16
Will the whole structure fail When at the edge, there's no aim to complain Standing back at the frontlines Only to worship here, the Sun gently stares I have run for ages and stories Run to where it beholds Run through the seasons of memories Were there sights to recall? I have run to forgotten deserts Called out your name But how could I hear any response Locked and jailed deep in this fallen star? Left eclipsed in this cage With burnt blooms to conquer your world Welcome back to the frontlines Picture of stars, heed my recollection This is now Time to let it all explode Time to burn Did they see it all collapse? Will you come back alive? Where have you gone? Nothing has faded away This is tonight Where have you gone? Nothing has faded away Thrown into the Sun Burn Why don't you burn?
2.
That night at home when anger management did not suffice You were crying behind the door, how could I open it? Something went wrong with the drugs you swallowed I always knew your self-made medicine would someday collapse You were crying behind that door What if I opened it and saw you held that skillet? Kept telling that was me holding that murder intent We both know I am not that mug What you told'em, lied to them But I've seen the hatred in your eyes, those bloodshed eyes Kept telling that was me holding that murder intent We both know I am not that mug Taken from the shelf, you lied to yourself Twelve versions of that story... What did the stars tell you that night? When your world was breaking down What did they tell you? Both of us still know and no words of anger sprouted yet I know what you were, I know what you still are
3.
Everyone around, driven through ghosts Struggles to survive when all is lost Fears on their hopes make their willing lost All is lost and treachery Are they the mocked ones? Will they ever reach out to the sky? Euphoric cannibals as they go Is this the true fate of their kind? The prophet will come And no one will ever try to put the blame on their mistakes Giving us one fear one rampage one duty Despite the hatred that everyone is trying to ingest on their own This is what you get by dare face the obsidian eyes This is what you get by pretending to judge the ones That saved you from fate Be pleased to serve Be pleased to save Go and leave all kinds of regret You will see another day, another tomorrow before dawn is coming So say you've waited for this, ain't you looked forward to this? So go as the law abiding zealots Fears on your hopes make your willing lost All is lost and forfeited Join up your own, front to the wall As they drown to new age, Prophet goes on, pouring his last words And we just carry out No one will ever try to put the blame on their mistakes Giving them one fear one rampage one duty Despite the hatred that everyone is trying to ingest on their own Death is the price for silence If we can afford it, who cares?
4.
Cured 04:17
For the better we had agreed, for the elders, for their laws, Not to quit the kingdom where silence claimed back his throne At a later time it'll pop in in its most simple shape Stolen moves, moaning stares... I hoped not... But the cracking glass is meant to break I felt a glimpse of repentance against me, wasn't that a moaning stare? Will I dig that hole and toss my stories in it to make it break? As walls get close and my skin gets cold I admit, there's no chance to waste Can this be that the lack of some joy lead to the act of a god? I swear the prey agreed, I swear it wanted it. But they'll not listen I want to cast us in this very last place, I want it all. Want the one who's been over responsive, want you now You look terrified but that's the price for tempting it You look terrified, the price for sucking it Fingers at me, there's no place in this world to live I wanna cast us in this dimension Where no one's around and no finger to point at us I wanna cast us in this dimension Why those fingers at me? Because of salt pearls on cheeks? Because of this "n" that doesn't exist? I lay awake, beside the unnamed Feel guilty? In the name of what should I? How can you all say this is not hope, this is not love? How can you say... No one can judge my sickness No judge
5.
Let's play this game again, the one which we sell our soul in How many weeks til I speak? How long until I say a word? I will never be this toy... We're the sons of our acts they said But what do they want from me? What if I say no fucking thing, not a single word Just let me breathe With this flesh filled with such hypocrisy Just want to escape their clutches, and say no... I cannot be this toy Just let me return to this place, I'm here to rest Those sucker punches, I let them go, drowned deeper under Those teeth immersed in blood, I'll swallow them all and no one'll know Down, stuck, counting sticks Just let me here Just go, leave all hopes to be in touch I'm returning to this isle Always this closed mouth, and the same eyes I'm just drowned under a set of lies No! How can have I been this toy? Again another rise, and they want me to shine Where the hell did my honour go? I'm not prepared to surface Don't you say, I'm not a freak Don't you say, I'm not a fucking freak
6.
Stone by stone, I have ended up taken care of myself This long road of virtue under those dark clouds bringing me to salvation I've come to learn from me, gathering all the pieces that I thought convenience, disturbance Road to nowhere From the dust to the achieved From the pain to the diceived I will come across it all... Road from nowhere to nowhere

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released November 1, 2014

Composition: Axel Moine, Florent Bourgeois, Maxime Cadot, Jeff Sieger, Félix Faviez
Record/Mix/Mastering: Northern Recording

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