My downbeat song resounds through the night
Wistful sails
With a guilt-carved heart that fades into white
Forged from nails
Black is the ash which rimes my beard
Tired and true
Reason the muse that admits my boots
She's led by the moon
Casting Shades Run away from the light
Forces to whither or grow
Smoldering the wick high both sides tonight
As glazes blaze out 'cross the grove
Will they ever see truth through the light
From the vantage of the decadent canopy
Or will they be lost in dissolute shadow as all
Fades into eternal entropy
No - our Sun is dying
Our Sun is dead
Bring us back from the silence
Stir the motionless dread
No - our Sun is dying
Our Sun is dead
Serve the earth as a ghost
And pray our paths diverge forever - Amen
Try as you might you'll never be close
To the crux and the core
Whore of the spirit heed counsel expose
To be raped once more
Set flame to idols be branded and black
Ignite the iron
Crumble the stone which never turns back
Dissent o defier