Xaon - The Lethean [Full Album 2022]

Lyrics to The Lethean [Full Album 2022] by Xaon

Tracklist: 01. The Lethean [Instrumental] 02. The Hunt 03. A Golden Silence 04. If I Had Wings It all starts with a flame that cannot burn Strangled by dust from deserts you’ve never heard Where shouting winds scream your name Where shattered wings drown in the sand This desert ocean I contemplate An arid shrine of sand and bone Will swallow me whole to its depth For these wings are made of stone If I had wings to dream a sky and learn to fall I’d hold on to the sun and burn it all If I had wings to dream an oceanside and free my soul I’d leave it all behind to feel once more If I had wings to carry me to stranger isles And decipher these wretched signs Foul winds chanting in unison These Icarian melodies Perhaps my wings are made of wax And I’ll be plunged back into the seas Why am I trapped in this painting that never dries How can I hear these waves all singing my demise The smell of rain burnt into sand Claimed by the sun While my quill turns to dust In this canvas I roam only to realise That the wanderer is forever lost Ô serpent of life bane of my mind Ye who hath drowned all this dolorous grime That has poisoned my soul Now it’s time to let go If I had wings to dream a sky and learn to fall I’d hold on to the sun and burn it all If I had wings to dream an oceanside and free my soul I’d leave it all behind to feel once more If I had wings If I had wings.. 05. And Yet I Smile 06. In Pyrrhic Seas 07. Wanton 08. Wayward Sun Plagued flowers beseech the astral burnings In an unending revolution Where nothing lives not even crows And worms search for absolution Forests charred to obsidian And seas turned dry Memories faded in oblivion And songs lost in time Wayward sun may you one day rest Extinguish the fire Carry my dreams to the West While the East lays dire Craters of sulphur and misery Replace the gardens slowly Releasing the poison that blooms A myriad of nameless tombs Wayward sun may you one day rest Extinguish the fire Carry my dreams to the West While the East lays dire Tell me why I keep staring at a blank page Who’s eyes resemble mine All the words I write keep fading away Before the ink can dry A Falling skyline laden with crimson rays Crushed by dimming embers Soon I’ll be drowned by these ashy waves And drunk from Lethean waters This wasteland you roam is your true home I guess some things will never change And finally your work here will be done Pyred by the beams of a wayward sun Wayward sun may you one day rest Extinguish the fire Carry my dreams to the West While the East lays dire 09. A Kiss Of Winter 10. Telos