Saturday 3 March 2018

No Color, No Light, by Oceans of Slumber




Limbs out stretched and reaching for the sun,
But only a glimmer remains.
Tethered to this place of neglect,
Roots reaching no sustenance.

Come away with me,
I’ll show you where,
The waters run forever.

Aged by fire.
Warped by winds.
Forced to strive to live against,
This insidious way,
This perilous fight,
This treacherous place of your demise.

Along the cracks decay begun,
Warped and weathered shades of holding on.
Your rings of age will grow no more,
Outnumbered from the nevermore.

Aged by fire.
Warped by winds.
Forced to strive to live against,
This insidious way,
This perilous fight,
This treacherous place of your demise.

Where I come from, are branches made of gold.
A sign of the remnant, sun, sun, sun.

The waters run, your roots will never thirst.
A stream of forever, ever more.

Don’t wait, don’t wait, don’t wait…
I am calling, head my calling.

Don’t wait, don’t wait, don’t wait…
I am calling, head my calling.

I have conquered it, your days will have no end.
A sign of the remnant, sun, sun, sun.

Oh evergreen, reining tower of the sky.
Your roots reach forever, ever more.

Don’t wait, don’t wait, don’t wait…
I am calling, head my calling.

Don’t wait, don’t wait, don’t wait…
I am calling, head my calling.

Don’t wait, don’t wait, don’t wait…
I am calling, head my calling.

Don’t wait, don’t wait, don’t wait…
I am calling, head my calling.

Limbs out stretched and reaching for the sun,
But only a glimmer remains.

Come away with me,
I’ll show you where,
The waters run forever.



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