Krallice - Archlights Lyrics

PsychagogueMemory of words, memory of fleshThe last remnant memory destroysGhostly, choral, anachronisticAnd so they are always returning to us, the deadA vertiginous sense that the past has eruptedThat the dead are with usAn invisible twin, the reverse of a shadowPrinted on the eyeStored in the brainCoded over skinTransmitted by bloodThe lasciviousness of ruin, moving from melancholy to mourningContinuous motion of the spiritMythopathic moment, the ground possеssedTwin obsessions of death and pеaceThe god now directs four horses, fire-breathing, day by day through the chamber of heavenBlue of the ether, divine form“As for my own dreams, the ones I lost would make it through. I should’ve known, some things just follow until they take”Twin obsessions of death and peace