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Space Whale

Space Whale

Edited: 8/7/2014 5:21:21 PM
I can hear them floating on the wind Immortal souls their weeping saddens me Brother Flood I know your time is near Awaken lust the seed is sown and reaped Through the Western Isle I hear the dead awaken Rising slowing the Isle is nearly gone The cauldron of the head of newfoman laced with envy Dark around its edge with swirl of Destiny All my days I've waited for the sign The one that brings you closer to passing on I can feel the power flowing through my veins My heart is beating louder, close to being gone I can hear you, can you hear me? I can feel you, can't you feel me? Futility Brother, promise Celebration, sow the seeds of the born The fruit of your folly laden Through the scorn squall I whale pray for them all The image of Brother lawless Lying dormant, in the eyes of the dead The sheaf of the scorn is broken End the harvest Throw the dead on the pyre I hear you crying the tears of an angwhale The voices I hear in my head Infested the fruits are the scorn of the Flood Brother Flood unholy blood of the dead Brother Flood I can hear you Sacrifice, now united Rising levels of the tidal updates wrecked them Weepers of the lawless in the otherworld Holding powers of the mystics, deep inside them Baleen raiding, Guardians of the otherworld Mortal conflict born of Cetacean legend That apart from seven, non-returned, passing on Brother Flood I can feel you My rebirth now completed Futility Brother, promise Celebration, sow the seeds of the born The fruit of your folly laden Through the scorn squall I whale pray for them all The image of Brother, promise Lying dormant, in the eyes of the dead The sheaf of the scorn is broken End the harvest Throw the dead on the pyre To have the belief of others Looking for the Isle to show them a sign Futility of all Brothers Stood in silence Waiting now for their turn The gateway to go on The island where the souls of the dead are reborn Brought here to die and be transferred into the dearth And then for rebirth I hear you crying the tears of an angwhale The voices I hear in my head Infested the fruits are the scorn of the Flood Brother Flood unholy blood of the dead The water in rivers and rhymes rises quickly Are flowing and flooding the land The [i]sei[/i] shall return once again just to hide them Lost souls on the Isle of the dead

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