Champertous
de Minsk
A storm beyond what eyes can see but read my palm till the end.
Deafening smoldered persistence a rift never destined for mend.
A somber lament insignificance.
Lines traced in your eyes no repent.
Horizons of fire dance with gypsy intent.
Lustfully wisdom blankets our eyes.
Hypnotized by fires inside.
A Vessel unearthed and burning and learning to burn alive.
A sway of hand has taken our sight.
Tint of drum hint of light.
Más canciones de Minsk
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Almitra's Premonition
With Echoes In The Movement of Stone
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The Way Is Through
The Crash and the Draw
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When the Walls Fell
The Crash and the Draw
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Onward Procession III. The Blue Hour
The Crash and the Draw
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To the Initiate
The Crash and the Draw
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Within and Without
The Crash and the Draw
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Onward Procession I. These Longest of Days
The Crash and the Draw
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Onward Procession II. The Soil Calls
The Crash and the Draw
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Onward Procession IV. Return, The Heir
The Crash and the Draw
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Conjunction
The Crash and the Draw
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To You There Is No End
The Crash and the Draw
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To the Garish Remembrance of Failure
The Crash and the Draw
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Wisp Of Tow
Out Of A Center Which Is Neither Dead Nor Alive
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Embers
The Ritual Fires of Abandonment
