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      Seven Hells

      Brown Bird

      Album: Fits of Reason

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      Brown Bird - Seven Hells Música y Letra

      The seventh hell inside us impales and divides us
      And scatters our skin with the seed
      Of our deeds devoured, on other worlds showered
      
      
      As our demon celestials bleed
      The seventh heaven's promise, the Gospel of Thomas
      The Shahadat's secrets are saved
      As the dead and the sleeping still fear a flesh reaping
      And gather their gold for the grave
      In bonds of conscience respiration fails
      Blind suffocation proceeds
      By floodwaters swallowed, the proprium of whales
      Shed these lung spires and breathe
      Eyes end in flames and the brow settles
      Sunk cheek to jaw
      Lips forming shame and the mind's metal
      Floods one and all
      Laws of men lay claim to all those without shame
      Who enlighten themselves with the lies
      That our souls are bound to the deafening sounds
      As the megaphones fill up the skies
      In bonds of conscience respiration fails
      Blind suffocation proceeds
      By floodwaters swallowed, the proprium of whales
      Shed these lung spires and breathe
      Eyes end in flames and the brow settles
      Sunk cheek to jaw
      Lips forming shame and the mind's metal
      Floods one and all
      No sacred sound remains unscathed despite the fall
      No shouting shafts of light are saved
      No demon's peace prescribed for pain to one and all
      No foul façade left saving face
      
      Nine Eyes (Lamb)
      Nine eyes on the wild one
      In the heliosphere of the holy sun
      A skeleton of stone in reverence kneels
      Through translucent skin of steel
      An offering of what was once our lives held high
      Bound to these spheres by inherent sound
      Of hunger, of heart and cerebral crown
      We're languid in the chains of daily strife
      That choke and chafe internal life
      The undying in us stirs with each link these sounds melt down
      Assail any altar aligned with any faltered
      Design of material gain
      And we shall shed these shackles of shame
      For the robes of what naked remains
      Wax wings for a venture in vain,
      Or the evolution of the alchemists aim?
      The element of man reduced to flesh
      A vessel of our consciousness
      Reborn within a cage that won't decay or die
      Assail any altar aligned with any faltered
      Design of material gain
      And we shall shed these shackles of shame
      For the robes of what naked remains

      Brown Bird - Seven Hells Música y Letra

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