When I blacked out in the winter months of Capricorn I had a strange dream that I lived a thousand winters gone A thousand winters faded gray and shuttered by the wind To tell the tale of Lydia, her legacy begins uprising Unveiling the absurdity in the tragedy of man And its hero, the all-seeing worm
The pain is born from memory of pleasures unparalleled and pure In velvet sleep I live the past again There is no chance to release me, no answer to bring peace Some people conjure dreaming, sanctified electric karmic burn through
The pigs, they marched from under to pull down the moon And summon the bringer of doom Now sullen the demons fade away and summon their final call Lydia slayed them all
The pain is born from memory of pleasures unparalleled and pure This is the psalm of Lydia Oh my sweet Lydia the others have told me it is not your time to leave It is not your time, you’ve so much more to see
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