Break me apart and incinerate my wreckage Blind me to all that I could ever see
For in sweetest temptations and carnal delights I am lost to the beauty of sacrifice Drunk on a chalice of sawdust and sand While my soul dies thirsting for waters of life
Whose voice hailed as god’s is devoured by worms? Whose harp chosen first is swallowed by earth?
I, creature of dust, my decades vaporhood My greatness the half of my evil heart Obtained in your pain, perfection
A serpent took Eden from its gardener Hades the dead god took Persephone Live as a slave or be slain a martyr What can the treacherer take from me?
For the life I never led and the death I never knew For the blood I never shed, Son of David bleed And as your life drains out, hold my heart close to yours And when you enter glory again, remember me
Breathe into my clay and rebuild my wreckage Open my eyes to all that I could be
Though I were dethroner to the vilest of kings Were orphans transformed to princes at my hand Though I were the champion over every Leviathan Still but a thief justly hung on a cross
Prostrate and penitent, no fortitudes nor form I wandered to earth’s shore and knelt down in its foam Here I searched for beauty and her elder sister grace Chased by this world worst wars and saddest waste
Prostitute its prophecies, my faith forlorn and false Eroded, unrepentant, obtained its rightful place In hell’s hated harem where beauty there and grace Lay defaced by the ways of this world, its wars and waste
I, creature of death, a beast among angels My order a chaos before your design Create with my pain, perfectionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
