Above Songtext
von E‐Mantra & Reasonandu
Above Songtext
Lucid, at the edge of the sky
The blood moon calls to me
As the sun burns out its light
Numina: hold my hands, whilst I dance with entropy
I can′t bear to feel your sultry grip slip away from me
Please don't let go, don′t let me fall
Into the darkness
Into the angst and woe
The angst and woe
Into the angst and woe
"Breathe," she says "Breath in the night..."
The cold air will open your eyes
To the other side, the other side of the divine
"Bliss will not escort you through this forlorn abyss
But wisdom and perception will greet you at the rift"
"Heed these words, for once you flourish they will not last
There's only so much sand in an hourglass"
"Once you make the fall, all light will disappear
This darkness will entomb you
You'll find love with achlyss"
This darkness will entomb you
You′ll find love
Spiraling
Endlessly
Is this what it takes for ourselves to be free?
If I give in to everything
Will I be one with the mantra within?
To kiss the lips of melancholy
To hold hands with the mist of grief
The echoes of the ancient ones, bid me to dance with death
Everything, everything I loved was merely the shadow of youth
My soul′s voice calls out to Shiva
Present to me your eternal mantra
The blood moon calls to me
As the sun burns out its light
Numina: hold my hands, whilst I dance with entropy
I can′t bear to feel your sultry grip slip away from me
Please don't let go, don′t let me fall
Into the darkness
Into the angst and woe
The angst and woe
Into the angst and woe
"Breathe," she says "Breath in the night..."
The cold air will open your eyes
To the other side, the other side of the divine
"Bliss will not escort you through this forlorn abyss
But wisdom and perception will greet you at the rift"
"Heed these words, for once you flourish they will not last
There's only so much sand in an hourglass"
"Once you make the fall, all light will disappear
This darkness will entomb you
You'll find love with achlyss"
This darkness will entomb you
You′ll find love
Spiraling
Endlessly
Is this what it takes for ourselves to be free?
If I give in to everything
Will I be one with the mantra within?
To kiss the lips of melancholy
To hold hands with the mist of grief
The echoes of the ancient ones, bid me to dance with death
Everything, everything I loved was merely the shadow of youth
My soul′s voice calls out to Shiva
Present to me your eternal mantra
Writer(s): Nick Feldman, Jon Moss Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com