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lyrics inspired by Borges's "The Circular Ruins," in which a man attempts to dream the creation of another man.


in a quiet temple
abandoned due to fate
the rocks closed in
the universe began drawing away from him
this temple a tribute to dead, incarcarated gods
out of chaos, began to dream a dialogue
space was time
and he looked far into the past
the future, straight into the sun
its bright light burnt his eyes
eternity is the standing still of time
bound in a nutshell
we still count ourselves the kings of infinite space
we live through the tragic erosion of years
lying in someone's perfect memory
the universe was never mine to live in
tiamat would not breath life into his prey
in praise of darkness
watching us fall


from simulation of an artist, released March 11, 2009
brandon eugene miller: guitar, vocals, snare hit
cars: honking




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