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lyrics

THE MARGIN SPREAD

The solemn sadness
that dwells in all great things
Until fire is put to her heart
and the flame to her flesh
It now lies completely
ringing in the world

The first day a man complete
The second day a man's head
The third day the hair of a man
And he doesn't even
have his shadow anymore

Years of waiting and of watching
Years of danger and distress
Just enough not to be
secretly killed or bought
And so great the host of mourners
Wending to perform the rite

Beings who know their future
Because they have none
Will guide
the leaders of the house
Of the clans and lands
To think to speak
And to act in conformity

You can never start from scratch
You can only change course
Therefore they abdicate
To every sincere belief
and every concern
Sons and fathers
friends and brothers
Shall upon the red field lie

Severed limbs and sacred fragments
Of the initiate duly dressed
Wandering in the depths
of this Distorted causality
that we call reality
By his dearest friends persuaded
He hath played and lost his empire
The walls are used
to this kind of confidences
The metamorphic archive
Of the shadows and movements
<<Speed thee, prince, unto the war!>>

Owning is losing
Monarch’s empire Victor’s glory
All the treasures earth can yield
Righteous bliss and gladness
Harness quick thy milk-white initiates
To thy sounding battle-car
Done the rites to the departed
Done oblations to the dead
That their footsteps made a pathway
In the sad and sacred site

Priests upon the blazing altar
As a pious offering placed
Shall in mutual conflict die,
Kinsmen slain by dearest kinsmen

For thy sons
withhold the throne and kingdom
They are the absorbing madness
of The search for the impossible
through the useless

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