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AETHYRIA LYRICS
"Æthyria" (2002 Demo)
1. January
2. February
3. March
1. January
Through you, I slide the sounds of my creation. What is I? I offer to thee. All things are in a state of fluxuation, look within and fly, the self is the deceiver; you are the lie. In death I see liberty; corruption, perdition, I taste freedom! This life is not for me; the thinker in, finite properties! I see farther, past the liar! Stand I alone, the sacred fire! In death I see liberty. What is I? I offer to thee. Hail to the one what wisdom is thus, thus is wisdom one that hails dust! Sympathetic vibration - the gathering of my energy - to release the sensation; of all things flowing through me; angelic masturbation; I offer to thee. My seed is the creation; of the flowers of discovery! The act of salvation, of the universe I bend. In a trance of supplication, the heavens cry out my name again. Fuck, fuck me; fuck, fuck me!
2. February
With sadness, I invoke, come forward, and speak to me. In trance, we supplicate, partake in the discovery. The journey is forever, a trail of tears. With sadness, I invoke, come forward, and speak to me. In trance we supplicate, partake in the discovery. Trail of tears, no gods I fear. Trapped souls sing to me. Central axis of creation, a force we no longer feel, lost in our deliberation, what is I is not real. With pain my in my hands I cry, deliverance a joke I sigh. In the movement of a twisted invasion, a connection will appear, spiritual enslavement, gods voice is clear; and it takes our breath away to give up our will is too much to say. I will not feel, I will not give my soul away. I see you never cared. I see you never felt the way I fell. You will never see.
3. March
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