Tyranny - In The Arcane Clasp Of Unwritten Hours lyrics

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Like a bliss of malaise this tainted air compels me<br />

The unwrit hours pass again unheeded<br />

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Stillness, like a cold vengeance, no life shifts...<br />

Grey ghost painted to the halls of ennui<br />

Falling dust weaves bleary torpid scenes through a bleak day<br />

In this drifting miasma sore eyes staring through the weary schemes of death<br />

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Strain of a stranger will bound me from within<br />

Grip devoid of strength and the weight of dying stone<br />

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Forlorn, torn wisps of malady seethe... and entrance me<br />

This picturesque scene fragile or so it seems, still unchanging beyond endurance.<br />

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Vagrant shadows tire of motion and abandon the empty halls harvesting the decay of the centuries past<br />

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Arcana of darkest kind this bleary sentiment unceasing like lying awake without will dreaming without dawn.<br />

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And the strength slowly drains, lay still and cease in the strenuous grasp of sloth