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Afterglow
04:34
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AFTERGLOW
After every word is spoken,
Every war is fought and lost,
And the sky has wept its final tears
Upon the flesh of the victorious
Where do we stand but alone -
In the face of the labours of existence,
The silence of every mystery,
The very echoes of life?
This is the afterlife of every dream that be
The hell of every question answered by our deaths
All flesh is grass and soon all will follow
In the steps of every friend or foe
We are but here and now
So what could it be, this life of ours?
The verities of consequence
Such compelling evidence
The battle for the gods succeed
As our days come tumbling down
Even the invincible force of argument
Must in the end give way to the passing of time
Being is leaving this earth piece by piece
Towards the unknown
And every trace of what once was here
Seems to vanish along with the children of men
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Janus
05:31
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JANUS
Steps were taken, measures made
By this you will never wish again
And so we travelled through the gates of Janus
Towards another dawn of men
Words were spoken, softly then
By this you will never wish again
Days turn to night like rocks turn to sand
Along with the remnants of all yearning hearts
Consequence from impotence
By this you'll never wish again
Yet violence seems bound to human fate
Why war? Dear friend, seems evident
Gazing up towards the heavens
where dreamlike visions wave goodbye
Desperation stole our voice
beneath the ice and looking up
So we kiss the sweet lips of Janus
by this we will surely never wish again
We soar too high into the aftermath
To touch the sun and magnify
As we kiss the lips of Janus
We will never wish again
As we kiss to make amends
another page is torn
And dawn descends
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Cenotaph
05:11
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CENOTAPH
Time
Bring me back to the shores of life
And let me feel the waves of your ocean
Come cover me with cloth of dust
For my heart has grown old
and all memories have turned into myth
And my spirit is but a treacherous smile
fading in the depths of a sigh
A boy once forever in search of relief
Amongst the steady shifting of hands
And where fathers and mothers abound
Intentions wage war with the damage done
Time
Keeps turning the hourglass
Until the desert sand of my heart is poured out
By the pound
Some boys keep on running
like grains of sand
through the hour glass
From the top above into the abyss below
into the souls of old men's "why"
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Cloth Kristiansand, Norway
A musical collective by members from Stronghold, DALIT and Aspiration
Men of the cloth are Cato Gulaker, Stein Vorhaug and Jon Ivar Larsen
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