Lethean Sorrow
That mind is made to be broken
Prophesied, the internal fiend
Breathe deep, inhaling the venom of the nether of the world
Of excesses reaching beyond
Tantalus screaming from the abyss
Dionysian curses embedded in the mind
Refuting, projecting, apathy
Buried deep in a tomb so dark
Buried deep in a tomb so dark
A mind dungeon filled to the brim with mirrors
Each reflection more twisted than before, the spectres seeping, bleeding through your pores.
The veil has been lifted, the air becomes strained
After the smog comes clarity, revealing maddening consequence
Refuting, projecting, apathy
That mind is made to be broken
Prophesied, the internal fiend
Breathe deep, inhaling the venom of the nether of the world
Of excesses reaching beyond
Tantalus screaming from the abyss
Dionysian curses embedded in the mind
This thirst shall never be quenched
That hunger will never be stilled
Only through profound catharsis
Will you break from the edge of will
That bond now ancient and broken
In the mind a token of rain
Now that the door is opened
Aspire to make the claim
Desires abound
Collected in your blood
No limits to the self
Desire
Your frail mentality
Hallucination, desistance
Refuting, projecting, apathy
Prophesied, the internal fiend
Breathe deep, inhaling the venom of the nether of the world
Of excesses reaching beyond
Tantalus screaming from the abyss
Dionysian curses embedded in the mind
Refuting, projecting, apathy
Buried deep in a tomb so dark
Buried deep in a tomb so dark
A mind dungeon filled to the brim with mirrors
Each reflection more twisted than before, the spectres seeping, bleeding through your pores.
The veil has been lifted, the air becomes strained
After the smog comes clarity, revealing maddening consequence
Refuting, projecting, apathy
That mind is made to be broken
Prophesied, the internal fiend
Breathe deep, inhaling the venom of the nether of the world
Of excesses reaching beyond
Tantalus screaming from the abyss
Dionysian curses embedded in the mind
This thirst shall never be quenched
That hunger will never be stilled
Only through profound catharsis
Will you break from the edge of will
That bond now ancient and broken
In the mind a token of rain
Now that the door is opened
Aspire to make the claim
Desires abound
Collected in your blood
No limits to the self
Desire
Your frail mentality
Hallucination, desistance
Refuting, projecting, apathy
Credits
Writer(s): Zeno De Jong
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