Clean the Beast
from Eternal Ritual for the Accretion of Light by JUNIUS
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lyrics
Tend the spirit, take from the innocent
measure the heart, by the weight of it's contents
bend the coil, break down the objects
feather and soul are lost in the process
We're the sun on the rise, shine our light in you
we devote, we devote, we devour all you
break... I'm beloved
burn... I'm the one
bleed... with the knife
bloom... in you
A cleanser, a shaman will read from their tomes
the scarabs will burrow through the eye of a weak skull
devotion through silence, a strong back provides
the wheat from the chaff, the pain to purify
Hear me now, mark your flesh
sharp the knife, clean yourself
gather the monochrome light
a great flower unfolds
process, the eight tones ignite
at the feet of the Pharaohs
can you feel it, can you go
can you feel it, can you give up
that which bends break it down
that which breaks burn it down
that which bends break it down
that which withers seal it's tomb
A sacred invite, an all knowing eye
A sanctified life, will burn just fine
Your safety relies on self control
Your pineal flowers when you let go
(bend. break. burn. in bloom. tend. take. turn. entomb)
that which breathes let it drown
that which bleeds carve it out
that which withers seal it's tomb
that which flowers let it, let it bloom
The sacred in violence, an all knowing life
A sanctified crime devours on sight
your safety defies the selfs desires
your pineal cowers when you confine
measure the heart, by the weight of it's contents
bend the coil, break down the objects
feather and soul are lost in the process
We're the sun on the rise, shine our light in you
we devote, we devote, we devour all you
break... I'm beloved
burn... I'm the one
bleed... with the knife
bloom... in you
A cleanser, a shaman will read from their tomes
the scarabs will burrow through the eye of a weak skull
devotion through silence, a strong back provides
the wheat from the chaff, the pain to purify
Hear me now, mark your flesh
sharp the knife, clean yourself
gather the monochrome light
a great flower unfolds
process, the eight tones ignite
at the feet of the Pharaohs
can you feel it, can you go
can you feel it, can you give up
that which bends break it down
that which breaks burn it down
that which bends break it down
that which withers seal it's tomb
A sacred invite, an all knowing eye
A sanctified life, will burn just fine
Your safety relies on self control
Your pineal flowers when you let go
(bend. break. burn. in bloom. tend. take. turn. entomb)
that which breathes let it drown
that which bleeds carve it out
that which withers seal it's tomb
that which flowers let it, let it bloom
The sacred in violence, an all knowing life
A sanctified crime devours on sight
your safety defies the selfs desires
your pineal cowers when you confine
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from Eternal Ritual for the Accretion of Light,
released March 3, 2017
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