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• Artiste: Alpha Leonis
• Titre: Shadows of Men
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the house is empty but it looks like we remember it the colors just a little less alive old, graying photographs in broken glass dusty artifacts lives trapped inside a frame how to get out- the constancy that wore us down with every workday "nothing risked is nothing gained," they say a nothing town the constancy that weathered grand ambition away I ride the subway at a quarter past five and I look back through the window as I leave this might be a purgatory, of sorts steel serpents of the underground regime lives trapped inside a frame how to get out- the constant sea that wore us down with every workday "nothing risked is nothing gained," they say a nothing town the constant sea that weathered grand ambition away we inherit the wealths and the debts of our fathers and claim ancient rites that had us bound from progress well, we'd take it all in hand as if the clay of the earth had all been damned we'd set off to the west as if the hounds were behind us but the sun always rose in the east to remind us that though light's born of darkness we are still the shadows of men between moments of greatness black nights entertained us with ghosts of rotten lovers in our beds worn prospect and purpose a pennance well worth it and if fortune misguides our arrows we are still the shadows of men