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lyrics
The Beckoning Silence
Through solemn thoughts within my mind, that I could only hope to hide.
A quiet place to contemplate the little joy that I have left.
With nothing left for me to give, take my hands I can’t forgive.
A silence beckoning to me, release your grip and set me free.
And solemnly arise into a figure I, could never hope to be…
Another life,
And as I raise my hands towards the only thing that I could never be.
Another life!
So as I write my final lines, of sadness trapped behind these eyes.
Oh how I wish that you could see, the suffering inside of me.
I cannot take another day. The coldest touch to numb the pain.
The silence beckons ever on, remove the shade that I’ve become.
So softly a silence creeps into all I’ve ever known.
Upon the hill dance the silhouettes, of reapers in the snow.
And as you come, to me, a figure in this mist,
Where we can lie in misery and wait for all to end.
And now as the dawns collapse, and I have seen beyond,
Into the realm of another life where I can be as one.
And as you come, to me, a figure in this mist,
Where we can lie in misery and wait for all to end.
We lie in wait.
Rise above this moment, for I am your embrace.
As we wade through another morning of sorrow and dismay.
Colder grows your touch, as I avert my gaze.
Carry me so carelessly through another hopeless day.
Through hopeless day.
Through hopeless day.
She’s all mine. Well mine is the night.
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Loads of Cliff Burton-era Metallica and Iron Maiden in a 2018 production. Fat layers of excellent vocals not heard since Dio. Form and function match up perfectly. FallenAngel