Identifier Lyrics
Band | |
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Album | Epigone(2022) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Labels | Century Media Records |
Ranked | #81 for 2022 , #4,241 all-time |
Album rating : 85.6 / 100
Votes : 8
Votes : 8
4. Identifier
Already have I fallen prey
Hypocritical dismay
Still I go forth
Slave to the form
There is a mystery inside you
A purity of being we innately know
How can the speechless seem to ring true?
To find the frequency and carry on
The bypassing of justification
The ether breathes through you
And that is all you need
And yet persists this one persuasion
To link it all to some mortal deed
We cannot stop corrupting you
Transcendence can and will not do
Aesthetic formed by precedent
How else would we know what we meant?
Shed that earthly cloak
Stained with what we spoke
Curse what we wrote
The reason manifests in an instant
The rite of being is arranged by space and time
Yet we're still skeptics of an existence
Absent corporeal and lucid lines
Primordial is what you heard
Let all this space become absurd
Before the time, Before this word
Before the gods were ours to burn
Shed that earthly cloak
Stained with what we spoke
This was never meant to be
So close to you and me
How can I distance myself from this?
Turn all my being to smoke and mist
Still I give essence a cursory glance
And once again into this dance
We fall
All creatures gather traces of mind
Constructing stories of what they hope to find
Think I'd rather be blind
All this correlation of the abstract
Will shine all the brighter once we can pull it back
I have fallen prey
You, identifier
I have fallen prey
You can go no higher
Maybe it's time to let go
The signs displaying in the stars
The stars consumed by my eyes
My eyes inverting into my voice
Still my voice betrays
Writhing in a vast and cosmic source
From this, let my cause divorce
Deconstruct the great supernal seas
Overwhelm, dismantle me
Your voice, your lies
Sever all ties
Your voice, your lies
Sever all ties
Tiptoe into the vague
Sneak past patterned plagues
Chaos seems to be void of shame
Yet I always return
Where to make is merely to yearn
This was never meant to be
So close to you and me
How can I distance myself from this?
Turn all my being to smoke and mist
Still I give essence a cursory glance
And once again into this dance
We fall
Hypocritical dismay
Still I go forth
Slave to the form
There is a mystery inside you
A purity of being we innately know
How can the speechless seem to ring true?
To find the frequency and carry on
The bypassing of justification
The ether breathes through you
And that is all you need
And yet persists this one persuasion
To link it all to some mortal deed
We cannot stop corrupting you
Transcendence can and will not do
Aesthetic formed by precedent
How else would we know what we meant?
Shed that earthly cloak
Stained with what we spoke
Curse what we wrote
The reason manifests in an instant
The rite of being is arranged by space and time
Yet we're still skeptics of an existence
Absent corporeal and lucid lines
Primordial is what you heard
Let all this space become absurd
Before the time, Before this word
Before the gods were ours to burn
Shed that earthly cloak
Stained with what we spoke
This was never meant to be
So close to you and me
How can I distance myself from this?
Turn all my being to smoke and mist
Still I give essence a cursory glance
And once again into this dance
We fall
All creatures gather traces of mind
Constructing stories of what they hope to find
Think I'd rather be blind
All this correlation of the abstract
Will shine all the brighter once we can pull it back
I have fallen prey
You, identifier
I have fallen prey
You can go no higher
Maybe it's time to let go
The signs displaying in the stars
The stars consumed by my eyes
My eyes inverting into my voice
Still my voice betrays
Writhing in a vast and cosmic source
From this, let my cause divorce
Deconstruct the great supernal seas
Overwhelm, dismantle me
Your voice, your lies
Sever all ties
Your voice, your lies
Sever all ties
Tiptoe into the vague
Sneak past patterned plagues
Chaos seems to be void of shame
Yet I always return
Where to make is merely to yearn
This was never meant to be
So close to you and me
How can I distance myself from this?
Turn all my being to smoke and mist
Still I give essence a cursory glance
And once again into this dance
We fall
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Epigone - Lyrics