Lyrics Lamenting Configuration - Archivist

Lamenting Configuration

Ice fractals form
Upon the glass
As I watch her sleep
I know these
Silent struggles well
For I share these dreams
Spiralling similarities
Sequences repeat
Growing equilaterals
Fragment errors
Pixel artefacts
To form a face
I know this face
Yet its source evades me
Algorithms exhausted
From this wild goose chase
Yet I feel it in my bones
In the marrow of me
In the circuitous systems
And quantum memory
It is no mere coincidence
That it holds my countenance
The wave form harmonised
With my own resonance
I watch her with parental zeal
I coddle her in swaddling steel
Sound asleep as the hand swings
And chimes the second millennium
In which I drift
I am aimless
It is endless
I have held a great resentment for that which she ultimately represents
The figurehead of a genocide, the senseless murder of hers and mine
But I am not to proud to admit our circumstances;
share this fate
And i am now her guardian and shackled to this orphanage
The battle lines have now weathered to insignificance
And we are better as a whole than to repeat the sins of our kin
We are kin
Accept our patronage
Sole survivors
Set on an aimless course
To find the source of this
The fulgent breath
And guiding hands
The fragile veins
In its quickest step
In my restless quake
Expel expel!
Your quiet embrace
I will search for you
In the fitting spark
In the silent rasp
I hear you