The Steams - The Horror

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all the sins that blew you away
gems on your crown
everything that comes in your way
follow you down
saw your pilgrims running low
same old design
aiming for the finishing blow
grafting my vine
everybody came to your speech
sweet to be heard
you read me like the book on the beach
same as I dreamt
thrilling! I’d expect the same
bounded to disregard
opening your arms and pray
a relieving triangle to rest your sadness
old soul, you remember?
drifting the river upstream,
dirty with grime
I could not see anymore,
I had no time
watching for sunken stones,
had to discern
only a whirl of black limbs,
wish to return
I saw vague forms of men,
double, leaping, gliding
like a flock of excited magpies,
flying
like a claim of distant kinship,
affirmed by you, ashore
even conquerors should pay
the price of futile fame,
tomorrow we’re gone
mountains or waves,
align and dissever
prisming the rays,
the light of the seven
took a deep breath,
then stopped to listen
ivory marks
the hell of your heaven

"Mild Conquest" out now!

Music by The Steams
Lyrics by Panos Dimitropoulos
Cover photo by Sebastien Zanella

Recorded and Mixed by Alex Bolpasis at Suono Studio, Athens.
Mastered by Nick Townsend at Infrasonic Sound Studios, Nashville TN.

Produced by Alex Bolpasis and The Steams.