Borknagar - Empiricism lyrics
Tracks 01. The Genuine Pulse
02. Gods Of My World 03. The Black Canvas 04. Matter & Motion 05. Soul Sphere 06. Inherit The Earth 07. The Stellar Dome 08. Four Element Sinchronicity 09. Liberated 10. The View Of Everlast 01. The Genuine Pulse Music & lyrics by Øystein G. Brun
The zephyr, the sullen breathe
Horizons of history re-erodent The haven, where the stars are set Constellations of manifestation Glow, expanding through forever Fall with the rain, rise with the ocean Drain to expire, the shrine of fertility Burn as the flame, as strong as it came Twine the existence, sense the serene Thousand senses of virtual faction Existential inputs, prediction of mind Instinctive, raised to find As the salt in the sea, burns in me Forever, the taste in your mouth is I Eternising the soul soaked estate Solvable as fractional fragments Divine gracious divulgence Pulse, rotation, the spine of creations Wane as the circle of zero As the salt in the sea, burns in me Forever, the taste in your mouth is I Eternising the soul soaked estate Solvable as fractional fragments The genuine pulse, the link of a thousand senses The genuine pulse, entire celestial allegiance The genuine pulse, dense induce of the indomitable Never to fail thus existence I sail Through the elements of four The zephyr, the sullen breathe Horizons of history re-erodent The haven, where the stars are set Constellations of manifestation Glow, expanding through forever Measure the circle of eternity The treasure of ability The genuine pulse 02. Gods Of My World Music & lyrics by Øystein G. Brun
"The gods are great, I am the greatest"
Mother of earth, mother of all Father of air, father of all Brother in flames Sister of seas Gods of my world, behold? Pour rain on the fire The fire that burns The day of my birth Gods of my world, behold? Aflame my desire To grow and to breed The wisdom I need Gather in the storms asunder Condone the cosmic hibernation Steam of rivers, the hive of oceans Praise the father's of all significance The reckless burden of existence Face the rise of the furious The amend forces The amend course Gods of my world, behold... Pour rain on the fire The fire that burns The day of my birth Gods of my world, behold... Aflame my desire To grow and to breed The wisdom I need Gather in the storms asunder Condone the cosmic hibernation Steam of rivers, the hive of oceans Recollection, my soul connection The thrive of reflection, affection Forever you'll be the tongue of mine Through time and existence By instincts divine Forever you'll be the sight of mine Through time and existence By visions divine 03. The Black Canvas Music by Øystein G. Brun Lyrics by Lars A. Nedland
The very maxim of the universe
Portrayed by the greatness, the stars rehearse Premeditated by nature's sense A modest exuberance so intense That every mind has failed to grasp it Forged by time on the last of eternity Complex constructions, a stellar fraternity Spread out on a canvas of deepest black The white glowing softness, a fierce attack On every space still to be filled by matter A pursuance of that very first creation Expansion and a constant alteration The fringes of the canvas always stir The boundary is bathing in a blur Forged by time on the last of eternity Complex constructions, a stellar fraternity Spread out on a canvas of deepest black The white glowing softness, a fierce attack That odious drought: insufficiency Touched man as he climbed himself mentally Alone with his newborn dexterity Came death to his fear, a corollary Of the fact that the stars never sensed his presence The very maxim of the universe Portrayed by the greatness, the stars rehearse Even Narcissus would drown in the sky If his eyes ever rose from the mirror ponds This radiant image, a stellar high Eternally feeding the question: "why" To which every night sky's a vast response A pursuance of that very first creation Expansion and a constant alteration The fringos of the canvas always stir The boundary is bathing in a blur Forged by time on the last of eternity Complex constructions, a stellar fraternity Spread out on a canvas of deepest black The white glowing softness, a fierce attack 04. Matter & Motion Music & lyrics by Lars A. Nedland
Always moving
Searching for patters Digging for angles Clutching at straws, climbing in air Opening doors, closing windows Swirling Expanding in our world And outside 05. Soul Sphere Music & lyrics by Øystein G. Brun
The guest of omniscience
Forthright eloquence To behold the end of horizon Observation of foresights Inhaling circulations of the soul The aura of stars, the fusion of frequencies Measure of all, the blur of the frame that ceases The certitude of generations adherent Perpetual folkways of the soul sphere I grant my visions, the burden I bear Perpetual folkways of the soul sphere I am midst by the cause of reality Entwined by the senses of fantasy I have walked through fields of grievance Eras of spiritual fragmentation I have walked through the woods of peasants Dawn of the souls solar morning The certitude of generations adherent Perpetual folkways of the soul sphere I grant my visions, the burden I bear Perpetual folkways of the soul sphere The guest of omniscience Forthright eloquence To spear the hallow star Conservation of the solar fuse Exhaling circulations of the soul The aura of stars, the fusion of frequencies Measure of all, the blur of the frame that ceases I have fallen through spheres of diversity Eras of ending spiritual solemnity Opened the gate of ion fire The warming well of wisdom Soul sphere, the fusion of senses Soul sphere, the pulse of energy Reflection of a soul's tear Soul sphere, the fusion of senses Soul sphere, the pulse of energy "I am the soul in the sphere. The sphere of the heir" The certitude of generations adherent Perpetual folkways of the soul sphere I grant my visions, the burden I bear Perpetual folkways of the soul sphere 06. Inherit The Earth Music by Øystein G. Brun Lyrics by Asgeir Mickelson and Øystein G. Brun
The parade of the quaternary symbiosis
Token of a divided existence Univocal sense of the hallow consistence A silver stream of cryonics stars The corrosion of the reality narcosis Negligence makes the future tense Axis bent into never ending continuance Exploring new ground, inverse and far Coequal nexus of neural perception Pre-eminant sample of hasting ions Inherit the Earth By the instinct of the fallen creation The bow of the axis, inversely Inherit the Earth Coequal nexus of native perspective Circular reminisce of history lair Inherit the Earth By the instinct of the rising creation To bend the axis, eternally Inherit the Earth Past, present and future Angles of thrice, fusion twice Past, present and fierce Inherit the Earth By the instinct of the fallen creation The bow of the axis, inversely Inherit the Earth By the instinct of the rising creation To bend the axis, eternally Inherit the Earth 07. The Stellar Dome Music & lyrics by Øystein G. Brun
"Who am I to behold?"
Time revises the existence Forms the timelessness of substance Thousand paths of furious chaos Circles the spine of the universe All the ways that I have been All the stars that I have seen I have seen the haven of eternity The hive of random universal unions Expire, expand to extinction Energised by the primal reflections Resile the innermost inning The energetics of the substance Enframing the salt of existence The gloat character of the gods All the ways that I have been All the stars that I have seen I have seen the path of eternity Solid constellations, formations Sinking, through the black substance Drifting, swiftly through dimensions Through... The stellar dome My haven, my home Through aeons sterile yet stentorian I am circling twice my visions Thrice the bait, dive with faith I am circling twice my visions Decipher of the immersed profuse The frequency of foresight The archetype Of the stellar dome 08. Four Element Sinchronicity Music by Øystein G. Brun Lyrics by Vintersorg
Glomeration of the four's constructiveness
An intelligental substance permanent I sensed the elemental tenderness In the mind, in nature's argument To breed, to grow, to peak, to be reborn Like a sine curve in an endless loop The day's crescendo dusk adorn A process ending in the crescent's droop An example of what the substantial quartet can procreate Synchronized they operate Water feed earth's production While fire is fed by air's viability Which compose water's construction The flux that strengthen earth's ability Nature's own artful methodology Where downfall becomes the interlude Laws, which bases our current cosmology Completing the constant vicissitude From storm-beaten mountains to calm-running rivers As old as the planets rotation A work of an unknown intellect delivers The symbiosis, the perfect combination Water feed earth's production While fire is fed by air's viability Which compose water's construction The flux that strengthen earth's ability Still though, provoken by a fifth force A dark companion, vacuum, devastator But somehow the harmony stays on course With the quartet's unity as profane creator The result, arrangements filtered through our eyes Several polarities evolved into a symmetrical guise To breed, to grow, to peak, to be reborn Like a sine curve in an endless loop The day's crescendo dusk adorn A process ending in the crescent's droop 09. Liberated Music by Øystein G. Brun Lyrics by Lars A. Nedland
From every human complexity
And nature's twisted analogy An urge to explain, to understand Springs out with the nation to expand The narrow view of what we are Could a mathematical formula Improve our existential stamina Would explaining our kin universally Keep up our vital vivacity Or would it onshroud us in disillusion The notion of our emancipation Lies far from any genuine liberation Seeking a detailed explanation We think therefore we're cursed As questions multiply with every solution The "why" stands untouchable, no intrusion A constant flow of total inconstancy A natural starfelt divinity Could a mathematical formula Improve our existential stamina Would explaining our kin universally Keep up our vital vivacity Or would it onshroud us in disillusion The notion of our emancipation Lies far from any genuine liberation Seeking a detailed explanation We think therefore we're blessed A Machiavellian way of thought In struggle with all that society sought A full explanation's the king of our dreams To know: what's our role in the scheme of schemes Where is our place in this order of chaos? The notion of our emancipation Lies far from any genuine liberation Seeking a detailed explanation We think therefore we are 10. The View Of Everlast Music by Øystein G. Brun Lyrics by Tyr and Øystein G. Brun
Great and pounding in its way
Stirring the roaming cosmic sea Oceans rise, planets igneous fall As chaos and beauty in fierce rage Furious are the storms Forever its rage carries on Disintegrating to create, upon fate Wearing the web of solar cast Hasting the view of Everlast Exploding Imploding Ascending, descending A spear through life and death Exploding, Imploding Poised in all chaos directions In fierce affection Spawning the orbs of furious light My sons of fire, you're children of the storm Breeder of life, harvester of all The last breath of the fall Exploding Imploding Ascending, descending A spear through life and death Exploding, Imploding Poised in all chaos directions In fierce affection Weaving the web of solar cast Hasting the views of everlast |