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#soul #christianity #monks #evoraorder #fasting #monasterylife #pathofsalvation #salvation #theosis #dove #profound #lucyandthemachine #epic #vitacontemplativa #prayers #loveyouall Lyrics by me: Last Door of Evora [Verse 1] The white walls of Évora stand tall in the sun, But the journey to heaven has only begun. One by one, every gate has been slammed with a roar, Against the vain, against gold, against pride, against war. The world is a desert of hollow desires, We quench with our spirit its flickering fires. One monk at the threshold, a bridge to the crowd, While the others are wrapped in a motionless shroud. [Chorus] The last door is covered in the serpent skin, It’s the seal on the lips where the silence begins. To die to the world is to find the lost key, To the Pearl of the Kingdom, the soul’s liberty. [Verse 2] When the mouth is a captive, the mind becomes loud, And the heart is a sky hidden under a cloud. For memories are birds from a forgotten shore, They peck at the windows and beat at the door. Distracted and restless, they fly from the past, To disturb the white dove where the anchor is cast. They are not my thoughts, these whispers of gray, But vultures of memory that won't fly away. [Bridge] The battle is silent, no blood on the floor, Just the soul and its God behind one final door. The serpent is shed, the skin is left cold, For a story of light that can never be told! [Chorus] The last door is covered in the serpent skin, It’s the seal on the lips where the silence begins. To die to the world is to find the lost key, To the Pearl of the Kingdom, the soul’s liberty. [Outro] In the white heat of Évora, the birds slowly tire... The silence is water, the silence is fire. The Pearl is found... The Pearl is found... [End]