Mantle

By Gaerea

On Mirage

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[Verse 1]

Birth opens the gate of death

Between the sentence lies the path of life

Traveled by all sentient beings

All are born

All will die


[Verse 2]

The unnameable state determined by illness

Stockpile of gathered karmas

We must pass through this enviable state

Feeling that something is oddly off


[Pre-Chorus]

In extremis believers

Surreal poetic flaw


[Chorus]

Terrifying, fascinating, magnificent mystery

Everything achieved 10000 years ago

Dictated on a snuff tape

With a conflicting end

Impenetrable, forbidden vest of lies


[Verse 3]

The sounds and smells

That made me forget

A cheap solution

To block our regrets

Sailing alone

The frozen rivers

Surrounded by legions of souls

But yet all alone

Trapped within

This solitude world

Haunted by memories of foretime

Running miles

With nowhere to go

A meaningless life

A Broadway show


[Outro]

Screaming for help

Does anyone hear?

Echoes in our heads

What does serenity mean?

Hope is an illusion

An optimist′s prediction