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Hieroglyph of Life
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Church artist-restorer, christian. Designer. Engineer. Living in Prague for the past 25 years
Church artist-restorer, christian, founder, CEO. Musician, songwriter. Designer. Engineer. Mattress Enthusiast. Dream Weaver (of mattresses, not fairy tales). If you're looking for something more in music than just "a melody to match your mood," then welcome. About me: Designer, programmer, analyst, artist, writer, poet, translator, restorer, musician, arranger. Enthusiastically experimenting with the impact of various factors on human metabolism. Advocate of healthy eating. Lost 60 kg. Living in Prague for the past 25 years. Lived in Greece.
Song Info
Genre
Rock • Hard Rock
Charts
Peak #76
Peak in subgenre #10
Author
Alexey Mosin
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Alexey Mosin
Uploaded
March 10, 2025
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MP3 21.5 MB • 320 kbps • 9:24
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WAV 94.9 MB
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Verse 1 Far away from the worlds commotion, In a striped shirt and worn-out jeans, An angel writes with water in motion, Hieroglyphs of eternal dreams. The winged have their silent burdens, While we pray for our daily bread. But the wind will dry the surface, And the words will ascend instead. Chorus Above the sea of lifes despair, A lost paradise, kindness, and prayer. Like doves from heaven, they soar and glide, Asking God to stay by our side. But soon well stand alone in vain, With no hope of salvations gain. Still playing our naïve charades, Hiding from Gods eternal gaze. Verse 2 The water marks are slowly fading, Under the suns relentless glow. Words we cherish, softly aching, I carve with tears where they wont show. Dreams I free to their quiet drifting, While we plead for our daily bread. And the sun will dry the weeping, As the words ascend ahead. Chorus Above the sea of lifes despair, A lost paradise, kindness, and prayer. Like doves from heaven, they soar and glide, Asking God to stay by our side. But soon well stand alone in vain, With no hope of salvations gain. Still playing our naïve charades, Hiding from Gods eternal gaze.
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Alexey Mosin
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