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The Great Loss
09:09
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No return
Never
If there is hope
It lies in death
We fear not the end
But the means
And beauty withers
But what fools
Who think her slain
For she knows no end
Stark sceneries
Monotonous landscapes
Lifeless panoramas
Bleak horizons
No release
Suffer
How can there be hope?
Even in death?
We fear not the end
Nor the means
Still beauty withers
And we were fools
There is nothing left to gain
Nothing left to mend
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Painting the End
08:53
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Shatter the sky
Bury the light
Dismember the will
Establish the structure
Painting the end
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Vain
03:31
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As we fill in the blanks
We are left to ponder
The purpose and triviality
We try to find our dance
To accomplish ourselves
When did we become so vain?
Self-condemnation
Cursed with the burden of reason
To bathe in ignorance or drown in guilt
Consign to oblivion
Covet to forget what countless had never known
To chase the absurd or embrace the nihil
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Wilds Forlorn
10:15
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Forlorn, the wilds
And severed the bonds
A culture of fear
Where chaos is shunned
Forsaken the roots
And buried the past
A world of order
Where beauty is obsolete
The sky weeps, grieving
At the loss
The tears touching the concrete
Blood pours unending
From every vein
To feed the structure of desolace
The grace is fading
From this world
Dried up, wilted and buried
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Wilds Forlorn Utrecht, Netherlands
Wilds Forlorn is an utterence of loss, grief, frustration, anger, and world-weariness. Founded in 2008, originally, the music consisted entirely of piano works, but the project eventually took a different turn.
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