Lurid, Their eyes glow in the face of the morning dawn Godless All life stems from the sun, Now their sole guidance Brought into the realms of evil To catalyze the course of grief Raking through the dire remembrance Onward into the woods The lamb lies dormant by the blackened stake Gnawing the breast of a burning, a crippled burning witch Lost to the past Harboring tears of anguish In the form of eulogy Solace is found In the hands of a strangling forest A foul deliverance He walks into the shrine of inner solitude To find nature's descent and chaos seeping through (All come into view) Headlong into the blinding white Prone to disappear Fair to the eyes of a martyred father's son The sun casting her shade over fallen ruins Rests earlier than these eyes sanctify its hues (As she bathes in the dew) Could all these trials leave one undaunted To all but guilt's smothering fog? The lowering stars seal her bloodshot eyes Sinking further down the mat of leaves And when words failed you, You let your body tell the story One of many endings and many beginnings A fable of sorrow and solitude Now hot-forged into your skin It was sore But by the tears started flowing They were quickly muted by the hammering of the nail So you let out a scream One loud enough to deafen nature's pantheon If only they could listen You roar Hoping that every salted wound Every ounce of charred skin, Every blood drop yet to taint the crust of the earth Could find a voice in the howling of the wind For then, And only then Peace would be known to men. Headlong into the blinding white Prone to disappear Safe in the prayer of a mother, long gone... Forgotten tales of winter Recited to the wind by heart An unknown heritage of bygone spirits Those words were everything that's left Augured exile Trapped in the lair of wolves An ailing sinner's strain Fled from the distant Beacon of excess To die in the squalor of failed ambitions Violence is slowly tearing open a rift inside Stillborn deconstruction Reveals all that never was An ode to patriarchy Empires will rise Kings, enthroned Come the deluge All shall succumb