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Cynic 2008 "Traced In Air"


1. Nunc Fluens

The space
We claim the space
The space

2. The Space For This

Space, raise my arms
Space, wake my eyes
Space, grace my heart

Can I be the space for this?

Soft omens
Traced in air
Phantom warnings
Disassembling the Captain's chair

Can I be the space for this?
Will I be the space for this?

Breathe out, breathe in

Out of ruins
We've haunted like owls
The future druids
Drop the crystal goblet forming spells

Can I be the space for this?
Will I be the space for this?

Breathe in, breathe out
Must I bend the sky to realize?

A bundle of thoughts
On a dirty cloth perfumed
To tell you who you are
A bundle of thoughts
On a lonely ghost pursuit
Lost inside the space for this

Raise my arms
Space, wake my eyes
Space, grace my heart

Can I be the space for this?
Will I be the space for this?
Breathe in, breathe out
Must I bend the sky to realize?

Can I be the space for this (I will)?
Will I be the space for this?
Must I bend the sky to realize?

I can be the space for this
I will be the space for this

I am now the space for this
I am now the space for this
I just bent the sky and realize

3. Evolutionary Sleeper

Here's my hand you painted on
A circle fades inside a heart
Are you expected here?
You whisper in my ear

So I wash my hands till the water burns
A circle sits outside a door
Are you expected here?
I whisper in your ear

I'm whole, open
I'm starved, broken
I'm lost and found

I'm an evolutionary sleeper

If letting go means letting be
And the truth beyond the mind is what I need
If letting go means letting be
And the truth beyond the mind is what I see

I'm an evolutionary sleeper

4. Integral Birth

I touch the string though the harp may not sing
Still I dig the sky for sun sparks to guide
Down below there's a land with an ominous hole
Dug deep in the sand of belief

A million doves
Orbit round the Earth with tears of blood
Dare the virgin take integral birth

From the void I am born into wave and particle
In the uncreated light emerged an oracle

A million doves
Orbit round the Earth with tears of blood
Slay the dragon, take integral birth

Weep no more
Noble silence usher my way home

A million doves
Orbit round the Earth with tears of blood
Line in sand erased we are but one
Cosmic cavalcade we are but one
Time has come I take integral birth

Reborn

5. The Unknown Guest

Memory, thunder cloud
Sadi, Sati, killing down

Starved at the root again
We don't taste the air
Mother tongue

Om shrim maha
Lakshmiyei swama om

Vibrate (inner) universe
Primal sate (counsels)
To the unknown guest

Penniless, in reverse
A pathless land
Where we touch Earth

Dark at the bloom again
We don't see the dawn
Mother tongue

Om shrim maha
Lakshmiyei swama om

Vibrate (inner) universe
Primal state (counsels)
To the unknown guest
Pulsate

Starved at the root again
We don't taste the air
Dark at the bloom again
We hold our despair

Mama tongue

Om shrim maha
Lakshmiyei swama om

Vibrate (inner) universe
timeless state (counsels)
To the unknown guest
Pulsate (silent) universe
Mantra's grace
Om

6. Adam's Murmur

Feet to hip
Nave to breast
Throat to brain
And skin arranged

Now we're one soul

Reviving memories
to every blade of grass, the universal path
a primal energy
a creation is born, unsympathetic chords

Hearing Adam's murmur
a Sanskrit alphabet
unholy apple tree
seven flowers

Feet to hip
Leaf to breast
Throat to brain
and skin arrange

holes in our trunks
I tap her to test
harmony within
a merciful creation

Hearing Adam's murmur
a Sanskrit alphabet
unholy apple tree
Seven flowers

Feet to hip
Leaf to breast
Throat to brain
and skin arrange

Feet to hip
Leaf to breast
blood to brain
and skin arrange

Now we're one soul

7. King Of Those Who Know

From the mountain top
He looks upon the crowds
Mindful among the mindless
Unbound

King of those who know
I'm sheltering the fears
The loneliness exposed
An ocean born of tears
For the world

The churchyard bells
Ring mine for just today
Save me from hope
That I'll be saved

King of those who know
My thirsts unquenchable
The rain could become gold
And share my box of bones
In the ground

We raise the vibratory level so high
That all untruth will fall
Of its own dead weight

King of those who know
I've taken off my clothes
The diamond crushed the stone
And gave the world a heart

Our karma's all been burned
The molecules emerge
In a world beyond this world
We dare speak the word

King of those who know
Into the pure abodes

8. Nunc Stans

Hey comrade
What will it be like on the day that we face our mortal life
We're all given the misfortune of loss
But that's a gift we call impermanence

We don't own our work
We don't own the Earth at all

We're eternal Nunc Stans soldiers
The eternal warriors

We're accountants in the firm of life
Entrusted with a body, heart and mind
Hey comrade, did I love well?
Have I learned to live moment to moment?

We don't own our work
We don't own the Earth
We don't own our minds
We don't own anything at all

We're eternal Nunc Stans soldiers
The eternal warriors

It was not death
It was not life
It was love...


Теги: Death Metal, 2008, USA, Cynic


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