Ignoto Deo In the dead hours of night sweating verses out of spite madness wispers in my ear into bitterness I steer unknown hatred from within Chains of reason wearing thin pools of darkness 'fore my eyes. smile whilst something in me dies
Lightning in the air time deforming Torn in disrepair blood is curdling doubt and disbelief, it has found me bedlam is the key Can't conceive it
Singing at god's cradle as he slept (came the) dark fable
Spill my bile over the furnace in my mind, open the gate In my eyes... See the one shrouded in blankness In his mind, beckoning doomsday In his eyes... Spill my flesh over the furnace.
What is coming over me? Satire of necrology lost for pain in all it's glory "widdershins" a dying story most disturbing of all dreams world is rotting at the seams tap into the undivided dream his face and be ignited
Seek his eyes and you'll be blinded There! The root of his anatomy the light cannot pierce him at all the darkness is broken in him follow his unending path and lose yourself in the tides of time that he has broken to make all anew
If I gave you sin the worst within Would you want it? Would you take it from me? If I gave you love come from above you would take it and then worship till death If it were real How would I feel? Would I worship it or turn my back on it? For the pain the world can bear is real Would you suffer it to there with him?
Wouldn't it be great if this fancy of mine were true? Like so many creeds it simply falls through the gods created man... and man returned the favor?
The pain I feel is real Where is the one you favor? The pain you feel is real Who would smite your tormentor? The pain I feel is real Where is your precious savior? The pain we feel is real Why won't they hear our prayers?