A New Light
Tidal wave! blood and black,
the second sinner dreams
today... Dying waters, preg-
nant darkness, and there
will be strange events in-
theskiesintheskiesinthe-
skies, "REVENGE!" the blood of
Abel cries, I swallow
the dust of a thousand
deaths, in search for the
word that can lay waste to
the world.
My throat is a thousand
open graves, thousand
cataclysms, thousand
open graves, Yes, I am
the perfect image of God,
Come hither, soul, I am
the way! Iure divino, I
am the way! Ecce signum,
I am the way! to both
above and below, so then
because thou art luke-
warm, and neither cold
nor hot, I will spue thee out
of my mouth, out
of my Eden, into a world
of gravity gone mad...
Thy famous pillars topyle,
thy candlestick removed,
thy roots are dried up.
A new sun, O golden
Death! The sons of the
red earth must face our
rays, sun of perdition, O
dawn of ash, and there
will be strange events in-
theskiesintheskiesinthe-
skies, "AGAIN!" the blood
of Cain replies, I swallow
the dust of a thousand -
deaths, in search for the
word that can laye waste the
world.
Now let thy blood speak
unto the Lord "MY BLOOD
IS SILENT!" cried the whore,
I inhale the song of a thou-
sand wounds, in search
for Redemption.
the second sinner dreams
today... Dying waters, preg-
nant darkness, and there
will be strange events in-
theskiesintheskiesinthe-
skies, "REVENGE!" the blood of
Abel cries, I swallow
the dust of a thousand
deaths, in search for the
word that can lay waste to
the world.
My throat is a thousand
open graves, thousand
cataclysms, thousand
open graves, Yes, I am
the perfect image of God,
Come hither, soul, I am
the way! Iure divino, I
am the way! Ecce signum,
I am the way! to both
above and below, so then
because thou art luke-
warm, and neither cold
nor hot, I will spue thee out
of my mouth, out
of my Eden, into a world
of gravity gone mad...
Thy famous pillars topyle,
thy candlestick removed,
thy roots are dried up.
A new sun, O golden
Death! The sons of the
red earth must face our
rays, sun of perdition, O
dawn of ash, and there
will be strange events in-
theskiesintheskiesinthe-
skies, "AGAIN!" the blood
of Cain replies, I swallow
the dust of a thousand -
deaths, in search for the
word that can laye waste the
world.
Now let thy blood speak
unto the Lord "MY BLOOD
IS SILENT!" cried the whore,
I inhale the song of a thou-
sand wounds, in search
for Redemption.
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Hans Johan Rosten
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