The Thesis Seasons

By Vintersorg

On The Focusing Blur

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[Intro]

Through sonorous lands my senses float

Mesmerized by an harmonious note

Which are leaping from a string within

I'm holding the tuner, I'm controlling the pin

The cycle of symmetry, a continuous episode

Recital of its method, our way to confirm the code

It is reflected in the schemes that we rune

Like the twelve-tone system that builds this tune


[Verse 1]

Chaos and order, two branches on the creation tree

Twins of opposites, but balancing the pendulum

Likе children swinging the seesaw in glee

Unknowing about malice, dеstruction and odium


[Chorus 1]

Arranged in patterns, in a nexus ooze

A complicated network of primary views

Micro and macro cosmos flexibility

An ingenious interplay

Arranged in patterns, in a nexus ooze

A complicated network of primary views

Micro and macro cosmos flexibility

An ingenious interplay through elemental sophistry


[Verse 2]

Constantly, havoc comes falling down

In the structural circus, a morbid clown

Still, it's needed to progress the creation

The reflux of materials comes through devastation


[Chorus 2]

Like an untuned singer in the angel choir

A mad prophet that serves the eating fire

Its transforming sequence is on repeat

First subverted then complete

Like an untuned singer in the angel choir

A mad prophet that serves the eating fire

Its transforming sequence is on repeat

First subverted then complete


[Bridge]

But many times they say:

"Mens agitat molem"

So we have to figure out our origin

To undress our future


[Chorus 1]

Arranged in patterns, in a nexus ooze

A complicated network of primary views

Micro and macro cosmos flexibility

An ingenious interplay

Arranged in patterns, in a nexus ooze

A complicated network of primary views

Micro and macro cosmos flexibility

An ingenious interplay through elemental sophistry


[Outro]

A complicated network of primary views

Micro and macro cosmos flexibility

An ingenious interplay through elemental sophistry