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The Ramanujan Blues

from A Darkness Past The Dawn by The Killing Words

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The Ramanujan Blues

I could mistake this for a dream
The Gods know I’ve had enough of them
But I’m sane enough to realise
That it’s a vision this time
And It’s changed the path that I must forge in this world
From now on

Those runes imprint them selves on me
What was once obtuse and hidden
Is revealed for the world to see
Order creates the Chaos, that is not hard to understand.
But the chaos journeys past our own horizon;
Beyond comprehension

Only Past the point of no return
Does the wonderment of all come into fruition
Out beyond the maelstrom of anarchy
Even chaos clings to the prow and prays to her Gods
For mercy
And that salvation comes when we can see:
That simple order that is manifest in you,
And in me

Transcendence is a circle:
Forged in visions clear
The journey homeward can be a journey on, or you turn around.
But only one takes you through the fire
And you cannot forget the burning light
You can never forget the burning light
You can never forget the burning light
You can never forget the burning light
You can never forget the burning light
You can never forget the burning light

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from A Darkness Past The Dawn, released January 19, 2018

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My mind is an ashtray
Filled with coins-
But an ashtray nonetheless
Dreams of avarice, dreams
of returning to the fold. Dreams
of St. Francis of Assisi- out there all alone
Naked within the wilderness,
vision well-sprung bittersweet
bearing down on the bottom of the barrel-
But dreams of avarice nonetheless.
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