Gonemage - Ipinta
Информация:
Группа: Gonemage
Альбом: Mystical Extraction
Год: 2021
Страна: США
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Текст:
In my hands nowBefore me a canvas
Wide as I can see
I could not have foreseen
As the curator
I must explore
Discover beauty
Beyond life and death
Still unanswered questions
Remain like still water
She vanished into vapor
In time I'll know
I take flight
Soak in violet rays
Bathe in sky waterfalls
A brushstroke, realized fantasy
As an observer
There's a lack of whimsy
As beautiful as it is
There lies a melancholy
Toads! Sprites!
I'll paint with this hand
Rabbits! Mice!
Summonings from a pouch of sand
Toads! Sprites!
Rabbits! Mice!
Spice of life
In this dream
Spice of life
In this dream
Never ending
Only creating
Colors flowing, disperse
As nebulous as thought
And feeling in bursts
Like lightning striking
Conjuration's a jolt
As I frolic sky and land
In my hands now
Before me a canvas
Wide as I can see
To be filled with the most beautiful summonings
The most beautiful dream!
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