Fragments Of Unbecoming - Vast lyrics

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Fragments Of Unbecoming - Vast lyrics

Vast (Music: Ehrich / Lyrics: Ehrich) A gathering nearby the d**hless balk, (beneath) sable vultures, that circle round the dead. Forthcoming loss preludes the end of entity, these former nameless, the seed of primal bare calamity. Filthy silence awaits an ancient revelation. Stormclouds gather forever, evoked storms collect. I still remember the words they said, I can still hear sardonic laughs. Now I'm expelled – the outcast one. (Walk) through sylvan graveyards, where light touches none. Am I to be the last traversing baleful wilderness? Amidst these woods so vast, obeying my own restlessness. I'm following the trail of synthesis, nothing else remains to be done. I'm longing for a path right out of this. I feel exhausted, my endmost chance has gone? For what reason do I pa** this burial lair? Is there even a season? Yet the treetops pant for air! For what reason … What if these fiendish roots trail to my grave? Lightheaded and fevered, am I the only one (who is) able to save me? What if these fiendish roots trail to my grave? Lifeless, insensible, life turns out to enslave me. Am I the only one (who is) able to save me? Lifeless, insensible, life turns out to enslave me. Underneath, I feel their rise – my fall. A fading bliss, their evident voracity, the coffin bearers raise to coffin me. Down below, I feel their rise – my fall. to end this show, their evident voracity, the coffin bearers raise to coffin me. For what reason do I pa** this burial lair? Is there even a season? What if these fiendish roots trail to my grave? Lightheaded and fevered, am I the only one (who is) able to save me? Horizons vanish forever, evoked storms collect. I still remember the words they said, I can still hear sardonic laughs. I´m the expelled – the outcast one. (Walk) through sylvan graveyards, where light touches none. Am I to be the last traversing baleful wilderness? Amidst these woods so vast, obeying my own - restlessness. Obeying my own - restlessness. … traversing baleful wilderness? Restlessness! … traversing baleful wilderness? Restlessness!