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1828 (Father of Waves)

from This is a Sickness and Sickness will End by Crusades

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lyrics

Gravely profound
Her woe is foreign
Marrow corrupt
Poisoned by mourning

His gestures cold
Eyes stone and stoic
His glower parched
Feigning heroic

‘A memory in motion
Only passing through
All you'll ever know
All you'll ever do’

Horizons bleak
A lightless vision
Detach, defeat
A clash collision

Her comforts gone
She risks exposure
He ambles on
Callous composure

‘The voice that spoke of other days
Is hushed within his breast
But mine its lonely music haunts
And will not let me rest

It sings a low and mournful song
Of gladness that is gone
I cannot live without that light
Father of waves roll on’

credits

from This is a Sickness and Sickness will End, released March 7, 2017
Felicia Dorothea Hemans / Johnette Napolitano

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