| 1. Ved Buens Ende - A Mask In The Mirror |
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Carry me and throw me, into the waters that kept you and yours alive. .....and if that was fear..... I'd leave you with your doves. You'd want...
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| 2. Ved Buens Ende - Remembrance Of Things Past |
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This sweetness that surrounded us, and bled with us... We touched it, and it smelt far worse than weeds... I have touched winds... I have...
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| 3. Ved Buens Ende - I Sang For The Swans |
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...went away with my fathers, to gather the fallen. To return with the wisdom of the kings... Let me dream. (Let the jewels gleam.) Let the fallen...
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| 4. Ved Buens Ende - The Plunderer |
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The dust the Dreamking and I. Kept restrained like the flesh between the ribbons. We did what the sun forbade us to. Oh how mournful we are, ...
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| 5. Ved Buens Ende - Coiled In Wings |
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A shelter for me in the storm, to faint, and see ravens fly. I am the one worthy, to carry those born with wings. Swim with me, meet my...
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| 6. Ved Buens Ende - Carrier Of Wounds |
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I slumber throught my years, like the desert moves with the wind. Frozen and flickering, the lustful year has met its end. A wanderer I am...
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| 7. Ved Buens Ende - Autumn Leaves |
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Autumn witches standing barefoot in the sea. Singing songs that even brought the devil to his knees. We shall inherit the time... Like the...
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| 8. Ved Buens Ende - You, That May Wither |
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A distant cry... From what I perished for? No.... It was born... The winterburden. I bled its tears once... Oh, if only it could wither, ...
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| 9. Ved Buens Ende - It's Magic |
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Admire it in its sleep. Wounded, and embraced by dreams. Whatever wanders in these depths, it shall carry along. This shore is for the...
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| 10. Ved Buens Ende - The Carrier Of Wounds |
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I slumber throught my years. Like the desert moves with the wind. Frozen and flickering, the lustful year has met its end. A wanderer I am...
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| 11. Ved Buens Ende - Den Skaldte |
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Listen, hear my demons dance after a view and a fallen star, they gather. Look, see my demons gleam they've brought us stains and my bubbles...
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| 12. Ved Buens Ende - Those Who Caress The Pale |
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Strange how mysteriousness bound us and drags us through these dark times Strange how the twilight encourages us and fills us with awesome...
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| 13. Ved Buens Ende - To Swarm Deserted Away |
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I swarm deserted away, like glass... Warm, and as fevers, I am as flame. I am death... For I, I weave our blasphemies... Wicthes painted me,...
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