River of red to slake thy veins
Into the nightside shift of pain
Mine arcana transpires and tomorrow unborn
Incarnate forever
Says the rule of the thorn
Two blades to every knife
Two twins to every fight
For this kiss shall betray thee
On midwinter's night
Gold sun, what prison holds your chains
These serpent ikons tell your names
Mine arcana incarnate
and wishes unborn
Sharpening forever
Pray the rules of the thorn
Two blades to every knife
Two twins to every fight
For this kiss shall betray thee
Upon midwinter's night
Scripture of the void
Each letter in parlance
Through this radiance
And black shining suns
Each season in chains
May all fires light this ophidian path
No circle will hold this pyre
No arcana not major nor minor
Two blades to every knife
Two twins to every fight
Follow mine way
This heart bleeds tonight
Warden of all
Guardian of time
Move untold worlds
This python in minds
Two blades to every knife
Two twins to every fight
Follow mine way
This heart bleeds tonight
This dragon's many eyes
Breathes fire between lies
This heart bleeds tonight
This heart bleeds forever
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PSA: if there was an album you heard a couple years ago and thought it was ok, listen to it again and you might love it.
That's what happened to me with this album. I cannot fathom why it didn't stick with me back then. Same thing happened with Decoherence's Unitarity for that matter. Matten
supported by 5 fans who also own “Path Of The Prism”
Powerful, plaintive expression of the fathomless sorrow of our suffering cetaceans and their depthless home, together with the indescribable loveliness of their distant blue-black realm. I feel as much interstellar space here as I do deep ocean, equally crushing and buoying. Dave Aftandilian