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• Artiste: Carfax Abbey
• Titre: Evisceration
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One flickering light becomes an apparition; A dancing angel on a window's pane And hands come together like a memory of Sunday, fruition, refrain. Somewhere down the line; somewhere far away Time: hold back your restless hands and those of us who wait And I; I would have met you there had I still known your face. You've fallen far away from my light And trying to shut your eyes To the broken chain that dangles free again, My fallen friend. Your heaven but a hand to hold in my eyes Always trying to breathe you life If not to burn than enough to break free, If you're hearing me. Nothing now but a search for an absolution. A dying angel gives way to the light of dawn. What I've made eternal is nothing but ashes on tables Now words upon page. Peices of me that got left behind. And time: Hold back your restless hands and those of us who wait, And I, I would have met you there and I still know your face. You've fallen far away from my light And trying to shut your eyes To the broken chain that dangles free again, My fallen friend. Your heaven but a hand to hold in my eyes, Always trying to breathe you life If not to burn then enough to break free If you're hearing me. Not to say Well separate Contemplate thee Eviscerate me And time: Hold back your restless hands And those of us who wait, And I . . .