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I feel I've lost my way
The world no longer glows the way it did in times of old
Frayed and worn bare
Alive but losing life, where is the landscape of my youth?
The time is calling now
A season to salvage all you fought and struggled for
We rise up to the land
The land rises up in turn before us, beckoning to come

Time for prayer has come
Beg thy work not to be done

Over the snows of Yamato

(The tincture of your memory
Fleeting immortality
Silver opportunity)

The message that fell from the skies
The welcoming darkness


Upon the ancient heath of Yamato
A thousand thousand snows have fallen once and disappeared
Silent cloak, cold eyes for wisdom
Old garb to gather round me yet again
Furtive pilgrims' traipse
Totems of wood and stone marching up the mountainside
A little to endure, so much left to bear
Mewling beasts in the distance, a fire close at hand

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from 良​き​者​形​無​し (The Good Man Has No Shape), released April 21, 2016

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