Chronicx / AWM - Beneath the Kimberley

groove metal, trance, post groove metal, melodic ambient trance, post numetal

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<vocal>
<verse>
Dusty boots, red earth skin
Footsteps echo where time wears thin
A stone in the shadow carves too deep
Eyes on a silence that never sleep
Tracing lines with trembling hands
Stories older than thought, abruptly land
Without warning, hint or sign
A distant unknown un-certainty defined
</verse>
<chorus>
It’s not the stone, calling my name
Instead, a pulse, wrapped in fears re-frain
Whispers that rise, but never speak
In a shrouded mask of mystery
I breathe in, then release it slow
Try my best, to not let it grow
Is this power, is this me? Or
Echoes beneath the Kimberley 
</chorus>
<verse>
Shadows reach beneath a setting sun
Thoughts un-ravel, ser-enity undone
Everything increase in amplitude
A foreign stance, my mind intrude
I tell myself; It’s just a thought
A fear not of my own, but taught
Yet the longer at it, I stare
As I heave, for air
</verse>
<chorus>
It’s not the stone, bending light
Refracting doubt, from the past reside
No curse carved, in an ancient key
Just a door, structured by belief
I breathe it in, I lose control
Each pulse digs a deeper hole
Is this danger? Is this my plea? Or
Echoes beneath the Kimberley
</chorus>
<verse>
I sit with the ground, back to the sky
As I let the panic, pass me by
Count my breaths, one through ten
Letting the silence settle in
Yet the calm feels thin, like fragile glass
Peace and fear overlap, as
Stillness oscillate the ground
With unknowns all around
</verse>
<chorus>
It’s not the stone, or the night
But the mind's eye's search for light
Not the pull from dark realm's gravity
Clusters of clouded uncertainty
So I breathe it in, I let it stay
Not resisting nor pushing
Against the fray
I don’t need certainty, with
Echoes beneath the Kimberley
</chorus>
<chorus>
It’s not the stone, or the night
But the mind's eye's search for light
Not the pull from dark realm's gravity
Clusters of clouded uncertainty
So I breathe it in, I let it stay
Not resisting nor pushing
Against the fray
I don’t need certainty, with
Echoes beneath the Kimberley
</chorus>
</vocal>

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<vocal> <verse> Dusty boots, red earth skin Footsteps echo where time wears thin A stone in the shadow carves too deep Eyes on a silence that never sleep Tracing lines with trembling hands Stories older than thought, abruptly land Without warning, hint or sign A distant unknown un-certainty defined </verse> <chorus> It’s not the stone, calling my name Instead, a pulse, wrapped in fears re-frain Whispers that rise, but never speak In a shrouded mask of mystery I breathe in, then release it slow Try my best, to not let it grow Is this power, is this me? Or Echoes beneath the Kimberley </chorus> <verse> Shadows reach beneath a setting sun Thoughts un-ravel, ser-enity undone Everything increase in amplitude A foreign stance, my mind intrude I tell myself; It’s just a thought A fear not of my own, but taught Yet the longer at it, I stare As I heave, for air </verse> <chorus> It’s not the stone, bending light Refracting doubt, from the past reside No curse carved, in an ancient key Just a door, structured by belief I breathe it in, I lose control Each pulse digs a deeper hole Is this danger? Is this my plea? Or Echoes beneath the Kimberley </chorus> <verse> I sit with the ground, back to the sky As I let the panic, pass me by Count my breaths, one through ten Letting the silence settle in Yet the calm feels thin, like fragile glass Peace and fear overlap, as Stillness oscillate the ground With unknowns all around </verse> <chorus> It’s not the stone, or the night But the mind's eye's search for light Not the pull from dark realm's gravity Clusters of clouded uncertainty So I breathe it in, I let it stay Not resisting nor pushing Against the fray I don’t need certainty, with Echoes beneath the Kimberley </chorus> <chorus> It’s not the stone, or the night But the mind's eye's search for light Not the pull from dark realm's gravity Clusters of clouded uncertainty So I breathe it in, I let it stay Not resisting nor pushing Against the fray I don’t need certainty, with Echoes beneath the Kimberley </chorus> </vocal>

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