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Solace in Oblivion

from The Wandering Daughter by Piah Mater

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lyrics

Lurid,
Their eyes glow in face of the morning dawn
Godless
All life stems from the sun,
Now their sole guidance

Brought into the realms of evil
To catalyze the course of grief
Raking through the dire remembrance
Onward into the woods

The lamb lies dormant by the blackened stake
Gnawing the breasts of a burning, a crippled burning witch

Lost to the past
Harboring tears of anguish
In the form of eulogy

Solace is found
In the hands of a strangling forest
A foul deliverance

He walks into the shrine of inner solitude
To find nature's descent and chaos seeping through
(All come into view)

Headlong into the blinding white
Prone to disappear
Fair to the eyes of a martyred father's son

The sun casting her shade over fallen ruins
Rests earlier than these eyes sanctify its hues
(As she bathes in the dew)

Could all these trials leave one undaunted
to all but guilt's smothering fog?
The lowering stars seal her bloodshot eyes
Sinking further down the mat of leaves

And when words failed you,
You let your body tell the story
One of many endings and many beginnings
A fable of sorrow and solitude
Now hot-forged into your skin

It was sore
But by the time the tears started flowing
They were quickly muted by the hammering of the nail
So you let out a scream
One loud enough to deafen nature’s pantheon
If only they could listen

You roar
Hoping that every salted wound
Every ounce of charred skin,
Every blooddrop yet to taint the crust of the earth
Could find a voice in the howling of the wind

For then,
and only then
Peace would be known to men.

Headlong into the blinding white
Prone to disappear
Safe in the prayer of a mother, long gone…

Forgotten tales of winter
Recited to the wind by heart
An unknown heritage of bygone spirits
Those words were everything that's left

Augured exile
Trapped in the lair of wolves
An ailing sinner's strain
Fled from the distant
Beacons of excess
To die in the squalor of failed ambitions

Violence is slowly tearing open a rift inside
Stillborn deconstruction
Reveals all that never was
An ode to patriarchy

Empires will rise
Kings, enthroned
Come the deluge
All shall succumb

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from The Wandering Daughter, released October 5, 2018

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