This is the beginning and the end of all things The gate and the key All are judged in the shade of the Cathedral
Their names written in flames on that terrible, endless list True pain engraved on their face The wailing spilling through the rifts agape
Whisper "be still" to the violent heart and its thundering beat The earth yawns deep and the cloak sweeps silent Casting the shadow of unceasing sleep
The ground untended Relinquishing spaces, an ocean of faces Smothered by the black of a burial gown
Follow me down
Your call so fervent Hot thorns through the neck pierce the servant Of the night unending The light here is bending The gnarled spires bare And from its towers a mockery of black trumpets blare Lamentations fill the air With the braying of dogs, oil slick through their fur
Follow me down
Hush now, no tears please The horn sounds for me Hush, writhe, cry Hush, writhe, cry
It will never stop Until every soul is charred beyond burned Fling wide the gates of Hell
Your prodigal son has returned
Twixt jagged teeth of petitioners led by bound wrists Past men gasping for air in lakes of boiling piss
Unable to drown Follow me down
Your call so fervent Hot thorns through the neck pierce the servant Of the night unending The light here is bending
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