Lie upon a frozen bed of solitude Inside, even our dream have died Eyes betray reflections of our desire A time to show humility
Is that a rain of golden sun Is that a cloud to take me on
Tristessa calls his minions From December to oblivion
And when the heavens open Come speak to me of sin
Life upon a soulless sphere of energy As one, even our fears collide Life, a system to control and to deny A mirror of anonymity
Is that a rain of golden sun Is that a cloud to take me on
Tristessa calls his minions From December to oblivion
And if the heavens open Speak to me of truth
In our thoughts, never spoken In our dreams, never waking up In our mind's eye, never to be realised Is the shame, and the pain of being servant to a...
Wretched animal, godless parasite
Given time, given pressure Given hope, given history Man is open to any given contradiction Man is free to embrace this web of make belief
Have mercy, for the soul of every man With regret there comes a reason to cast out this parasite
"I summon your flesh, I fuel your dreams I am your impulsion, I live on your needs Less talk of apology, less talk of forgiveness Embrace my philosophy, and deliver unto him a...
Wretched animal, godless parasite"
You're reaching out to take our breath away We'll read the epitaph another day Once again I found him Once again I linger on... alone
Born sacred, die worthless Living, hoping to be victimised
We spread the ashes of our empire A lie is such a cynical device To deprive the masses of their reason Are we destined for a final holy war?
As the sinner spreads his wings Behind the golden mirror, archangels cower and fade to dust Through the tumor in our souls Regency and dogma stalk the land, spreading disease
"The Spiral of Ascension lies not with faith and projection, But unity in body and perception"
So we speak in words of seeming eloquence To purify and pacify the scars When will we see, there is no void to be filled To live is to live, and nothing more
Is that a rain of golden sun Is that a cloud to take me on
Tristessa calls his minions From December to oblivion
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