Monday Music: Diorama – Summit

Diorama – Summit, from the album Even the Devil Doesn’t Care.  Synthpop.

I’m knee-deep in editing right now, having just finished the Villains thread (and previously, Lark’s thread).  Starting work on Cob’s thread tomorrow, thus this song.  Poor Cob has to do a bit of mountain-climbing, not to mention wrestling with his personal demons.

Or is this an Enkhaelen song?  Hmm.

Lyrics:

Before it gets dark and lights are turned down
And dreams put off to another day
In merciless quiet, revealing I have
Forever and completely lost my way

I down a last drink, and drown for some hours
How madly I’m challenged by unrest
Tomorrow I’ll leave to build a new mansion
Way up on the towering crest

Find me walking over trap doors that swallow every plan
I’ll be waiting in the death zone
Never waste a thought on me again

The summit pokes out of meaningless clouds
Each step takes me higher and higher
I know I can reach the impossible goal
The vanishing point of desire

Oh high is the price for what keeps me going
And dearly I’ll pay for my sin
Cold winds from the north, from a fathomless source
Carry the new ice age in

Find me walking over trap doors that swallow every plan
I’ll be waiting in the death zone
Never waste a thought on me again

As long as you’re not being wild, your life is in good hands
As long as you’re not going too far, your life is in good hand

Find me walking over trap doors that swallow every plan
I’ll be waiting in the death zone
Never waste a thought on me again

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