Simmering through the elden throes Shedding tears over fading glows By pillar, temple and stone Settled down ‘neath a mocking throne
How some shadows hold I fear they won't ever let me go These calcified, dark angels in my chest Laid bare the satin flower As the rain hits my face This too, shall pass
With sighing eyes Rolling 'neath shells so deep Screams are soundless Soundless yet crackling
Come here through the undertow! How come we cannot die Yet, wither everlasting? Like a blood-red Sun Paralyzed and stark In the dying horizon
I depart from the stigmata Of narcissus As I look at your face I think of no stories other Than the ones I leave to die
And my empty life sighs But this too shall pass
We are alive In the undertow Breathing and bleeding Through the cosmic riverbed
And prisoners we are Of a thousand empyrean wars To sanctify and capitulate Solemnly to death Is the death of vanity In the fraudulence of being The epitome of ash
I depart from the stigmata Of narcissus As I look at your face I think of no stories other than The ones I leave to die And my empty life sighs But this too shall pass
