Azure arcana, cantrips in crimson Have found their ways onto the stone I beg for an eye to read what is written To understand all that we've done For what is a word in the absence of letters? And what could they be without thought? I beg for the wisdom to loosen our fetters To recall the battles we've fought
Now, see what the horrors have wrought The library burns at the jester's decree Cries from the void “I'm the change that you sought” So why are you fleeing from me?
Veridian chants, obsidian curses Like ink turned our bleeding hearts black I beg for a voice to give wings to these verses So that we may bring ourselves back O sires of chaos, o music of madness Come guide us at last to our fate I beg for a hand to take hold of the chalice And thrust the key into the gate
“I am the change you have sought, why are you fleeing from me?”
Burning essence Flickers beneath translucent skin Bearing matches To set the last vestige of truth aflame In the window Paraselene round their lunar eyes Here it shall come to pass as so many times before Civilization undone by the whims of man made manifest
Come, blinded Muted I am the carnage you've wrought in your efforts to see Come, deafened Heretic I am the change that you've sought Flee from me.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
