I – I am light and disorder I have come to seek control of the sun To be the one, be the great preserver Last call becoming second to none Envy youth for I am immortal Heavens carry my soul in their sleeves Bright light binds profane possession Bright eyes level blind confidence I have been (into) a black dream I've seen through the eyes of a king A fading antithesis your sunken prophet pleases Envy youth for I am immortal Heavens carry my mind in their wake Worship though and meaning In heaven your guard is feeding - "Father, I died for you" - Ironic laughter Murder wreaks havoc and redemption until my soul bleeds Ideals to me, unseen until my soul is redeemed Sorcerer of death's construction Raveling into the symptoms you despise A symphony of symmetric agony Mother to the symptoms of our life's demise Sorcerer of death's construction