Текст песни Twelve Fold Chain - The Books
At
last
it
started
in
the
middle
Beginning
as
it
all
begins,
it
forsook
the
source
of
things.
And
that
which
flowed
over
that
which
stayed,
it
made
the
choice
to
form
a
standing
wave.
It
leaned
the
out
against
the
in,
unfolding
in
a
place
to
call
its
own.
And
it
gently
draped
six
senses
over
this
house
of
cards
that
it
built,
and
opened
ground
to
the
roots
of
touch
and
let
them
in.
Incredible
sensations
It
was
the
insatiable
feeling
of
a
feeling
of
insatiable
desire.
And
all
that
it
could
do
was
hold
tight
to
that
that
it
was
not.
It
told
itself
it
needed
names
and
in
so
doing
it
became.
This
is
the
birth
that
everyone
is
always
talking
about.
the
one
assumed
but
not
remembered.
But
death
does
not
forget.
The
end
will
remind
it
to
cure
it
of
itself.
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