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Libera (Part I) - Saturnine Spheres

Ne Obliviscaris

Band/Artist: Ne Obliviscaris

Album: Urn

Where white doves fall as hammers
And the wilted horses dream of lions

To the crashing shores, hooves through bloodied tears
Rising red rosarium
Blossoming choirs
Beatitudes... of the endless end
Where white doves fall

White doves fall as hammers
And the wilted horses dream of lions
Of the drapery, moth grey veils
Where the black winds, where the black winds, where the black winds rage

This is our end design
The war on all life
Of our mindless vessels
Death we breathe

(Life’s demise, mechanized end design)
Our end design to be erased from all time
(Far beyond our humanity)
Through the shadow of the valley of death we bathe in blood!

The saturnine spheres of fluttering wings
Dusted wombs
Upon the ebbing auras they feed
Drawn to life

Burning moths, we’ve set free
Illuminate the way
Across killing fields, once golden
What have we done?
What have we done?

One last time, upon the threshold (exiled voices)
In our hands vultures wheel (all of the one tongue)
As time swings the great pendulum
(Words of extinction, chorus of truth)
Dawn of the industrial dirge
Where pilgrims sing our fate
No more chances... are we too late? Are we too late? Too late?

(Life’s demise, mechanized end design)
Our end design to be erased from all time
(Far beyond our humanity)
Through the shadow of the valley of death the same blood!