احبكِ حب احمقٍ لإلهه
أَوْ شاهِدًا أَناَرَ طَريقَهُ بِنَبْرَةِ صَوْتِهِ أَوْ تائِهًا لَمْ يَرَ نَفْسَهُ إِلَّا بِانْعِكاسِها
او شاهدٍ أنار طريقه بنبرة صوته او تائهٍ لم يرى نفسه إلا بانعكاسها
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I Used to Have a Name
I used to have a name, but now I am afloat. Above my people's dread, I live in moments past.
I used to have a name, but now I am afloat. Above my people’s dread, I live in moments past.
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My Father Was a Drunken Fool
I then became a firestorm. I then became the slithering voice.
I then became a firestorm. I then became the slithering voice. I then became a burden for this world to bare.
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Beauty Has Come to Lament Your Name
How hideous and ghastly, it has succumbed.
How hideous and ghastly, it has succumbed.
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Iridescence
In all your laughter, fury and frustration, I worship the sacred air that touches your presence.
In all your laughter, fury and frustration, I worship the sacred air that touches your presence.
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