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Diversity, Fragility

from Transience by All Its Grace

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A tearless grief for phantoms past who never had a say
Their kingdom turned into barren lands since we took it away

Praising the diversity of all that's gone
And of the treasures which still remain with us
And the fragility of every single part of life
It brings great beauty, but killers wipe all clean of it

False green order, withering life
A spreading reign of the sand since hopeful times of old
The lung has been all cut up
We gather the poison
The big blue breathes its last..
We’re really that cold?

No drill holes ever spew out that sort of hope
For this dying kind that seems to have long moved on
Please, for the sake of our descendants regency
And to keep us here, so our kind’s still worth saving

I'm missing the gallows here at the summit of greed
Why aren't we, one by one, hung up high?
Better gods died where we carved our paths in the dark
While we just stood by and we just watched

Is this really the truth about the so called crown?
Do we forever avert our gaze from home as we drown?
There should be images of reapers or blood stained mirrors
But the illusion is done, our need for prosperity’s won

False green order, withering life
A spreading reign of the sand since hopeful times of old
The lung’s been all cut up
We gather the poison
The big blue breathes its last..
We just circle the drain

Our traces on her faces like lacerations, never fading away
Who could fight our golden cerberus as he devours forgotten remains

I need the diversity of all that fades
To love the killers
To hope there is change in them
No one sees the fragility of all we have
It brings great anger to once peaceful hands and eyes

I'm missing the gallows here at the summit of greed
Why aren't we, one by one, hung up high?
Better gods died where we carved our paths in the dark
While we just stood by and we just watched

A clock that still has time left to save this precious coincidence
Who will raise a hand in protection while the armies of the many stand still

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from Transience, released June 1, 2015

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