Cries dismembered, figures are lost Time weeps as a martyr upon a cross Spectral tidings, chaotic reverie unveils As comprehension is weathered and washed Ashore
And as the old god hide innate Seeking refuge against the spate Saviours lost, curdled bones devoured Our great advent an end to a hospital Lie
Through planes beyond and light unseen Thirst of fire rent new skies beneath Impartial judgement, boundaries abandon Minds detach, ouroboros detangle Misleading truth, induced lunacy Poinsoned senses and a maggot rotted psyche Ambitions bent in pavlovian construction Sacred chaos stretches through your Mind
Breathe the bones of my descent Feel the needles of my intent Ever loving Fire Cast new light on old design Creators of new divine The black age
Cower, shiver in fear Tears of ashen humility Stories told from eons past Echo Confident days of yesteryear Historic footnotes of futility Naught but A silent breath between Words
And as the light fades from your eyes A realisation takes place of pride In hopeful hunger you beg forgiveness You coward
Curl! Vanity! Coward! Noose tied by your hand Conceited! Insanity! Coward! Blade sharpened by your hand
Breathe the bones of my descent Feel the needles of my intent Silent witness to my empire Cast into the boundless fire Cast new light on old design Creator of new divine Ink spilled across the page
As the cries of worship are abandoned And the prayers to gods go unanswered Forsaken lives seeking resolution Here lies the bones There is no answer, there is no comprehension Silken time gives way to new dimensions Discarding shackles of passionate disunity Embrace the singularity
Breathe the bones of my descent Feel the needles of my intent Ever loving Fire Cast new light on old design Creators of new divine The black ageTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
