From the recording Satyrnine
Lyrics
My heart belongs to the lonely world
and the trackless raging sea
I’ll steal your heart of gold
And always keep it with me
Paint my native form
With countless razor blades
Cos my back is really worn
And I slowly start to fade
In the breath of an autumn’s dusk
I float in a city of dust
If you’re not chained to the ground
You slowly rise to the sound…
Of the beating heart
Restless and worn
Through bitter seasons torn
But not yet inert
Rise from your coma
Ri - ri - rising from your sleep
Rise from your coma
Rise from your patterned speech
Riiiiisse
The sky is a flame
Look up to clouds of pain
In the desolate woods
At the end of the world
I hear no sounds
That keep me sane
Rise from your coma
Rise from your coma
Not too far to go
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My heart belongs to the lonely world
and the trackless raging sea
I’ll steal your heart of gold
And always keep it with me