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Timeless... ageless... ethereal beauty
Bestow thy dark enchantment
Blissful death
So begins the autumn dance
I awaken thee
With my kiss
Shall they forever
Be one with me
Dream of me, my children
As I embrace thy sorrow
And take unto myself
Thy tears
I awaken thee
Would they hold me as I wept?
Would they dry my endless tears?
Would they kiss me as I died?
Would they love me as I am?
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The dying leaves soundlessly fall
The withering trees whisper of winter dreams
Thus... she shamelessly unveils herself
The silence is forever broken
Behold her blanket of darkness
Enshrouding the dying summer
Inviting the solemn tranquility
She beckons the earth with her kisses
The winds play their autumnal melodies
Her children sing the song of her coming
Dark formations gather in her mirth
To storm the gates of earthly bliss
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The Eloquent Sleep
09:29
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Guided by spectral visions
They may see beyond the sleeping world
And into their silent dreams...
Silent dreams
Which speak in tongues
Revealing to them my presence
Carried by unconscious footsteps
I guide them to my sweet sanctum
Please forgive me
For what I hath done
My soul is but for you to take
Tears wash away my sins
My darkest hour hath come...
I have arisen
Please do not leave me
Forever shall I be thine
Take me for what I shall be
And thus the beauty unveils its face
The garden shall wither and die
The myriad gather before me
To partake of my life and spirit
Only their innocence and chastity
Can purify my tainted soul
A harvest of youthful serenity
They shall find me with kisses
My undying love and youthful embrace
I give to them evermore
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Hear me... O valiant sister,
reveal to me, this archaic image
Awakened, I find no passage
within these arcane illusions
Hath I but found my eternity
manifested within me
This mask of shattered divinity do I now wear Endless black skies surround my freedom
The ravens cry out for my undoing,
how beautiful their songs are to me
Hopelessly, I envision fragile winds sweeping away my spirit
Leaving behind my barren epitaph,
taking me to my eternity... my garden
Vanquished foes, fear not my destiny
Take this empty shell which is my body
And free my dying brood from endless millennia
One child, one god, one wish, one dream, one heart, one life, one final victory O hear me... I'm in pain
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A Dreaming Kiss
06:07
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Lips of glass ... Their touch so deep
Cold, enchanting bliss
The dying dreams, I take unto my love
Her embrace to carry me beyond death... I wish...
A deepening woe, a shadow of life
Hindering my dying dreams
But just one kiss, I beg of thee my love
To dry my ever flowing stream of tears ... I wish...
Unfortunate is the one who suffers
For there is no comfort in death
Only one single hope...
My love given and not taken without burden
May we love one another freely
Without fear of abandonment
Watch me as I die painlessly
A thousand times
The sweet, sweet agony of my being
Ever am I alone
Sadness... a kiss passionate sorrow
Of a time to come of divine unity
O my love, take us to our ebony meadow
Together we stand
Amidst the moonlit for and snow
I wish...
Beloved darkness, to you I plead
Give but a wakeful moment
Of tragic lust
A kingdom of carnal pleasure
A garden of crystalline dreams
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The Intermission
05:38
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Is it raining, dear child,
where dost thou wander now?
Is it raining once again, or is it only thy tears?
Sweet innocence,
no longer a passion within their eyes
Ablaze with thy fury
of denial and tainted dreams.
Now see what lies beneath this mask.
Why do these gentle teardrops
endlessly mock me?
The pureness of simplicity
as my only true companion.
For it shall be there for me always;
even when I am no more.
This, a paradise for fools,
stained black with tears of blood.
from mine eyes so empty
Their glimmer hath faded with the sullen
kiss and piercing caress of a century.
Oh, how this mirror lies to me!
The voices that haunt us evermore
only this euphoria of suffering remains.
In silence I scream out for one existence;
faithless wanderers as my children
take not from me this image of frailty,
but give unto a glimpse of the beauty
lost beneath the scars upon my faith
and my freedom, my passion, my pain.
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The Dance
03:43
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La rose se meurt...
Les petales tombent parmi les feuilles
Fond toi en moi
En des images d’une beaute sans amour
Et des profiles eclaires en silhouettes ecarlates
Dance with me but one more time
Embrace the silence as I die
Never mend my broken wings
And never hear the children sing
The blade deepens, the shame weakens us
They gather and dream of passion
and vengeance
The duality of the motion is all that remains
We are death,
and death shall be our only companion
Death shall be our only companion
Frozen cries fill the air
Must we die without despair?
Another dream flowing with lies
Bleeding souls, bleeding eyes
Ta main pour toujours mienne
Plonge moi dans le sang et les larmes
Et meurt avec moi encore une fois
Les enfants ne jouen, ne cient, ne dansent
Et ne chantent plus
Frozen skies fill the air
The children cry without despair
A look of peace shows only lies
Deep within their frozen eyes
Mefiez-vous mon ange brise
De ceux qui sont moins misericordieux que moi
La lame s’enfonce... la honte nous affaiblit
Ils se rassemblent et reve
De passion et vengeance
Dance with me but one last time
Take my hand and cry for light
Open thy broken wings
And hear the dying children sing...
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The Never
05:55
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Do tell me why my dreams
Speak to me always of never?
For I am the never, the ever dreaming senses
Within the windows of mine eyes,
the beauty is ever shamed
This searing imagery
roots within my consciousness
Imagery that which I wish to know of,
and wish not to know of
They are one in the same
The silence of screaming,
deep within the void of my never
Take away the emptiness
The dance echoes its imagery to me
Again and again... and again
Our dance... our very last dance
Taunting me,
jaunting delicately around the empty carousel
Of what I now wish to be
and what remains of my dreams
Why must I dream of the flourishing fountain
Ever flowing with the blood
of all whom hath cried out my name?
The dance echoes its imagery to me
Again and again... and again
Our dance... our very last dance
Taunting me,
jaunting delicately around the empty carousel
Of what I now wish to be
and what remains of my dreams
A glimpse of a beautiful painting slips away
Leaving in its place
a canvas of endless black...
Yet the illusion remains
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The Widowtree
06:12
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Do you remember?
Fingers of sunlight
As they were caressing face?
Do you remember?
The leaves dancing in the sky.
Then falling softly to their painless death
The picture is there
As clear as the glass within their eyes
As innocent as the song of mourning birds.
Birds who cry if only to live for but just one more day
To be like us. yet their angelic faces bereave
And they are always asking me
Why must we forgive...
If only to forgive, if never to forget...
Read these words that are engraved upon my face
And then look away... Look away...
Look away
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Pandora's Womb
06:00
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Our mother is dying again
coldly she stares at her kin,
with no empathy
she said you will remember me,
all of me, and... none of me...
with each sigh of pain. I give birth to you,
now there is no time left... face fate...
without me
sculpting every shallow grin
from the madness that I now keep
shame on us as we coil, and shed our skin
The paralyzed wretch now clings to me
working deep its needy fingers
burrowing, nestling within the warmth
of waning, feral flesh
in hopes of sipping
from the coveted chalice of cancer
all to remind us of false comfort
found within the arms of fate
innocence wakes from brittle bones
and sleep draws closer with each subtle breath
pursed lips, cracked and swollen
sip sweet milk from ivory breast
nurturing the inevitable end,
infant eyes peer and widen
her womb laced with decay
spews forth it's putrescence
and so is born another fool...
broken angels fall at our feet
skeletal apparitions with eyeless sockets
crawling and seething, weeping for mercy
we eat their bodies, savor their flesh
tasting their anguish so the misery can live on
within us, passing from one to another
the searing hatred that now lines our skin
I can feel your gaze on me,
yet you always look away
my eyes and my lips sewn shut,
I forget that we are here
if this is my Hell,
then I carry you with me always
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Eclipse
04:31
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gleaming rays foreshadow the eclipse
the boy in the box and the girl in the maze
moonlit puppets cast no shadows
the invisible water flows down their cheeks
you call them teardrops. I call them wounds
you call them teardrops, oh, but I call them wounds
shivering echoes of paradise
a lifetime stolen away, a fragment lost in eternity
gleaming rays foreshadow the eclipse
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The Last King Falls
03:24
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Sleeping is he beneath the earth
slipping from the shell one step closer
to calm splendor
Beholdant is he of this mortality
Remaining strong but bound in chains
while his reign fades
Winged carry him on their shoulders
In the earth the king sleeps
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The Hallowing
05:04
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Sleeping is he beneath the earth
slipping from the shell one step closer
to calm splendor
Beholdant is he of this mortality
Remaining strong but bound in chains
while his reign fades
Winged carry him on their shoulders
In the earth the king sleeps
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do you remember?
fingers of sunlight,
as they were caressing face?
do you remember?
the leaves dancing in the sky.
then falling softly to their painless death
the picture is there, as clear as the glass within their eyes
as innocent as the song of mourning birds.
birds who cry if only to live for but just one more day.
to be like us their angelic faces bereave
and they are always asking me
why must we forgive...
if only to forgive, if never to forget...
read these words that are engraved upon my face
and then look away... look away...look away
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Flight (Demo Version)
03:50
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My empty eyes and weakened gaze,
remove me from the sky
sipping night and tasting tears,
of stars that always cry
the journey ends and paths unfold
I danced with death and smiled
I fear her kiss no longer
for now I am her child
if I should die before I wake,
may sleep become my tomb
let death become my muse,
my bed within her womb
my shaded eyes and sharpened gaze
sipping light and tasting dreams
my empty eyes and weakened gaze,
remove me from the sky
sipping night and tasting tears,
of stars that always cry
the jurney ends and paths unfold
I danced with death and smiled
I fear her kiss no longer
for now I am her child
if I should die before I wake,
may sleep become my tomb
let death become my muse,
my bed within her womb
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Autumn Tears Billerica, Massachusetts
Autumn Tears is an international musical act incorporating a unique, organic fusion of modern classical music with elements of cinematic score and world music, layered with diverse male and female vocals.
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