Pale Iris

A false moon appeared, a mimic or a mirror
Like two coins in the sky covering the eyes of a corpse
Lunar dead ringer, the world doesn't know we are here
And God is indifferent, his finger on the sun, a needle to the fire

A bullet between the eyes
Two coins in the sky

There's blood inside this void I swallow
No one left to breach or follow
I'm dreaming inside your head
I find the lie that leaves me ruined

The earth will close into a pale iris
Inside the black is a deeper dark within nothing
Acolytes of predetermined cycles
Defecting to a lie of free will, a needle to the fire

A bullet between the eyes of the world
Like two coins in the sky

There's blood inside this void I swallow
No one left to breach or follow
I'm dreaming inside your head
I find the lie that leaves me ruined
Flooding out a secret hollow
Inside the well is a deeper hole and it grows
I'm dreaming inside your head
I find the lie that leaves me ruined

Dried souls beseech the bluest void
Empty bones seek sinew
Return to the dirt

Catalyst to chaos, remaining hope is shed
I hate the truth of my capacity for ruin
Into nothing, inheriting the chaos of creation from the fire
Into nothing, I let these thoughts live in me and bring about the end

Flooding out a secret hollow
Inside the well is a deeper hole

There's blood inside this void I swallow
No one left to breach or follow
I'm dreaming inside your head
I find the lie that leaves me ruined
Flooding out a secret hollow
Inside the well is a deeper hole and it grows
I'm dreaming inside your head
I find the lie that leaves me ruined, oh

Two coins in the sky
Inside the black is a deeper dark within nothing