Songtexte After The Deluge - Despite Exile

From the remotest distance
Fragments of memory irradiate
Scattered and diffracted
Carried by cosmic noise

We've been left to harvest
The fallout of these wavering myriads
Looming in the blackness
Sparsely overgrowing
And colonizing our background
Our history unfolds
As the record of a broken enchantment

A steadfast melting
That has us wading across dissipation
In perpetuum

We are one with our wound
Before and after the deluge
And no one will rescue us
From what we did to ourselves
Except the blaze we're dancing in
How could our fire turn so cold?

No rain will ever mend our scourge
No rain will ever soothe our burns
From the moment we left our marks
We severed the fibres that tied us to meaning
For every existence
Stems from mutilation

Beyond life and mechanism
We lie inert
Observing a fissure in the fabric of matter
In perpetuum

We are one with our wound
Before and after the deluge
And no one will rescue us
From what we did to ourselves
Except the blaze we're dancing in
How could our fire turn so cold?

No rain will ever mend our scourge
No rain will ever soothe our burns
Beyond life and mechanism
We lie inert
Observing a fissure in the fabric of matter
In perpetuum