Borknagar - The Genuine Pulse Lyrics


The zephyr, the sullen breathe

Horizons of history re-erodent

The haven, where the stars are set

Constellations of manifestation

Aglow, expanding through forever

Fall with the rain, rise with the ocean

Drain to expire, the shrine of fertility

Burn as the flame, as strong as it came

Twine the existence, sense the 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 I

Eternising the soul-soaked estate

Solvable as fractioned 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 I

Eternising the soul-soaked estate

Solvable as fractioned fragments

The genuine pulse- the link of a thousand senses

The genuine pulse- entire celestial allegiance

The genuine pulse- dense induce of the indomitable

Never to fail, thus existence I sail

Trough the elements of four

The zephyr, the sullen breathe

Horizons of history re-erodent

The haven, where the stars are set

Constellations of manifestation

Aglow, expanding through forever

Measure the circle of eternity

The treasure of ability

The Genuine Pulse