Triptych Pulse by Triptych Pulse published on 2023-09-09T08:45:06Z Seconds pass A thought of you The treacle dip The honey dew With hours spent Through all times true In tulip fields It's yellow hue What captivates and leaps thy soul Magnified in days of old Where we may not be young As young as before But every bit as fresh as the flowers that grow And if within this field thy butterfly should rest Let it be upon thy petal where she suckles thy crest For out of the millions of flowers she should seek rest She would lay beside me in eternal rest You walk Through the rhythm of silence Parading in violence In only your dreams And you pray To the priestess of Sodom Sodom Gomorrah If only she'd hear The falcon's flown And on her breeze Temptation will not learn The open doors Philosophy Enraging still you yearn Open your eyes See the door that is ajar Closing the endless seed How far have we come The eastern sky is flayed The scorching desert sun The powers to be create the rules Bishop to c4 Nightmares All but a nightmare Wincing with grievance Through her triptych pulse Nightmares All but a shadow Shallow and hollow Her ever triptych pulse Her ever triptych pulse Her ever triptych pulse Her ever triptych pulse.... Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered at 'Ashwood Music Productions' by Ashley Bachelier. Subject to copyright © Paul Matthews - Vocals, Ash Emile - Guitar / Backing Vocals / Keyboard, Mariusz Strzelbicki - Guitar, Pari Fari - Bass, Gavin Carey - Drums, Genre Rock Comment by I DRØMME Nice work. Getting a Cream vibe with the vox 2023-11-05T01:45:11Z