Morning Epitaph from DEUX by MOUNDRAG

MORNING EPITAPH

Morning is wrapped as a mourning is wrapped in a veil
Morning is wrapped as a mourning is wrapped in a veil

I hear a voice calling me in my dream
Distant echo stemming from a gloomy stream
Near shadows whispering their prophecy
Death as an oracle of my destiny

My mind is confused, scattered through time
Shreds of my memories are swept away by wind
The shrouded death leads me to a tombstone
Where I can read my name and my epitaph

Morning is wrapped as a mourning is wrapped in a veil
Morning is wrapped as a mourning is wrapped in a veil

Rising up to the sky like a gentle dove
The specter takes me to the world above
My hours are lost in an eternal daze
Days are lost in an eternal cycle
Cycles are lost in an ethereal daze
Days are lost in an ethereal cycle
Circles of madness, my brain is a maze
Amazed by the cycles, an infernal maze
Maze of madness, my brain is ablaze

My mind is confused, scattered through time
Shreds of my memories are swept away by wind
The shrouded death leads me to a tombstone
Where I can read my name and my epitaph

Morning is wrapped as the mourning is wrapped in a veil
Morning is wrapped as the mourning is wrapped in a veil

I’m standing close the holy truth
The answer lies in an epitaph
End and beginning both sit on the same throne
Can’t you see, can’t you see, anything at all ?

• Experimental
• Hard Prog Heavy Psych
• pyschedelic rock
• Rennes