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By Arcturus, This dead orchestra
play on instruments
strung with the fibres
of my mind
And
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By Arcturus, I have everywhere sought,and nowhere foundSo I lift the bleedin'
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By Arcturus, Poem by Edgar Allan PoeFrom childhood's hour I have not
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By Arcturus, Time is on trial
Generation and collapse
inside the space of things
Series
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By Arcturus, Unfortunate the hoaxthat you are not immuneFor if beauty was
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By Arcturus, Et blekt avdagsleiteFamler hen, til nattvart himmelVandring hjem, til nattsvart
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By Arcturus, Now there is
my fairytale(s)
of dying flowers
of the earth
and those it
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By Arcturus, Full of frequency
an unintelligible roar
of everything ever lived
or altogether avoided
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By Arcturus, Probing a voiceless void
Searching for a closure
Poisoned tentacles
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By Arcturus, Frozen streams and vapours gray,
cold and waste the landscape lay...
Then
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By Arcturus, Welcome
this transmission
from a fallen star
otherwise known as Arcturus
Light has departed
from
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By Arcturus, [based on the poem "Tragediens Trone" by John Henrik Svaren]
[is
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By Arcturus, ("No! this face is only a mask, a wicked ornament,illuminated
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By Arcturus, Naar vinteren tar bitter fart
Og steiner sprekker I frostklar natt
Ved
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By Arcturus, The subjects of sleep
Their faces once awake
on sodomy and death
and
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By Arcturus, ("I know that without me God cannot live a moment;If
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By Arcturus, It was a dark night, I couldn't see;And senses were
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By Arcturus, Deira dagar har mørkna
Moder jord meld sitt fraafall
Men sverdet har
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By Arcturus, Spit white speech
the voice is mine
the skin of the slit
cut
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By Arcturus, Deira dagar har m?rkna
Moder jord meld sitt fraafall
Men sverdet har
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By Arcturus, We-
organic images
dissolving earth
Our future children
sure at us unfixed
from a residence
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By Arcturus, These constellations
gleaming at us from afar
They give rise to frigid
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By Arcturus, Await the coming storm.Behold the sign in the sun.Chaos upon
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By Arcturus, based on the poem "Tragediens Trone" by John Henrik Svaren,is
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By Arcturus, Here is so desolate;
Times, they are dark
Words ceas' - to
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By Arcturus, Frozen streams and vapours gray,
cold and waste the landscape lay...
Then
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By Arcturus, the echoes of a dream i dreamt
in a distant
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By Arcturus, Walking among shadowsShady characters of faded castActing out their last
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By Arcturus, Change channel I am bored againTake five and restart the
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By Arcturus, Med gufs og hyl jeg visner markenEtt uggent gys skiller