Vitruvian Rays Songtext
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Vitruvian Rays Songtext
Blinded to the blessings
Deafened to the song
Annihilated
A world of spirit and joy
Descendants wrist-deep in mud
Heralds of unsculpted cinder
Where once radiance made its home
Abandoned the lessons of old
Vitruvian rays
Invisible venators
Black veins of omnipresent inspiration
Unescapeable growth and progress
On the stretching canvas of cosmos
A perfect passion and rationale
That has outgrown its home and heart
Each succeeding hour
The dread ever grows
So does it arrive
The chain of apathy
I know thy power well
Ceaselessly do I resist
With naught but my heart as home
My sacred chamber of rest
We serve the lines we′ve drawn
The rules etched onto yokes
We hold the ropes and pull
Unsure whether our suffering
Is prolonged or postponed
Seated on his throne, uninvolved
The angel of pride wins
Watching mused as the ape mocks the quill
As the sapient apex stagnates
Vitruvian rays
Invisible venators
Black veins of omnipresent inspiration
Unescapeable growth and progress
On the stretching canvas of cosmos
A perfect passion and rationale
That has outgrown its home and heart
Nulla dies sine linea
Labore et constantia
Deafened to the song
Annihilated
A world of spirit and joy
Descendants wrist-deep in mud
Heralds of unsculpted cinder
Where once radiance made its home
Abandoned the lessons of old
Vitruvian rays
Invisible venators
Black veins of omnipresent inspiration
Unescapeable growth and progress
On the stretching canvas of cosmos
A perfect passion and rationale
That has outgrown its home and heart
Each succeeding hour
The dread ever grows
So does it arrive
The chain of apathy
I know thy power well
Ceaselessly do I resist
With naught but my heart as home
My sacred chamber of rest
We serve the lines we′ve drawn
The rules etched onto yokes
We hold the ropes and pull
Unsure whether our suffering
Is prolonged or postponed
Seated on his throne, uninvolved
The angel of pride wins
Watching mused as the ape mocks the quill
As the sapient apex stagnates
Vitruvian rays
Invisible venators
Black veins of omnipresent inspiration
Unescapeable growth and progress
On the stretching canvas of cosmos
A perfect passion and rationale
That has outgrown its home and heart
Nulla dies sine linea
Labore et constantia
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