Lyrics The Genuine Pulse - Borknagar

The Genuine Pulse

The gephyr, the sullen breath
Horizons of history re-erodent
The haven, where the stars are set
Constellations of manifestation
The glow — expanding through forever
I fall with the rain, rise with the ocean
(Fall with the rain, rise, with, the ocean!)
Drain to expire, the shrine of fertility
(Drain to expire, the shrine of fertility!)
Burn as the flame, as strong as it came
Twine your existence, sense of serene
Thousand senses of virtual faction
Existential inputs prediction of mind
Instinctive, raised to find
As the salt in the sea, burns in me
Forever, the taste in your mouth is-aaah
Eternising the soul soaked estate
Solvable as fractional fragments
Whoa, fractional fragments
Divine gracious divulgence
Pulse, rotation, the spine of creations
Wane as the circle of zero
As the salt in the sea, burns in me
Forever, the taste in your mouth is-aaah
Eternising the soul soaked estate
Solvable as fractional fragments
Whoa, fractional fragments
The genuine pulse — the link of a thousand senses
The genuine pulse — entire celestial allegiance
The genuine pulse — dense induce of the indomitable
The genuine pulse — never to fail thus existence I sail
Through the elements of four
The gephyr, the sullen breath
Horizons of history re-erodent
The haven, where the stars are set
Constellations of manifestation
Gh-low, expanding through forever
Measure the circle of eternity
The treasure of ability
The Genuine Pulse