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To the harsh corners of reality

from information​/​noise by Sleeping Village

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And now, where's all that gone?
Who stoled my unperturbed Eden from me?
Now dark seagulls gather in the skies
Like ominous thoughts
And ravenous hawks
Pierce my heart
Exquisite torture
Neverending torture
As I watch, my soul like a gaping mouth,
At the ruins
The fading, battered, poor remains
Of what was once a perfect prism
Unviolated kingdom of blue.
Who turned eternal youth, eternal gold
Into grey mist, nondescript matter,
Inexplicable moonstones
The sense of which
Is a mystery unto itself
Forever locked away from me?
And the key is gone
To the harsh infinite corners
Of reality
So unevenly cut
So strangely shaped
Like sand in my mouth
My tongue has sand all over it
Never swallow, never swallow
Like an acrobat

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from information​/​noise, released July 15, 2010

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Sleeping Village Como, Italy

Atmospheric Lo-Fi Black Metal

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Created by Mortifer in Volterra (Tuscany, Italy) at the end of 2002.

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