Bless the fallen child whose sin was cleansed
In the ashes between worlds,
The palm is cut across the seams and the effigy is soiled,
Call forth the shadow of the deep with the maw cast in white stone;
A beast that bleeds akin to man,
Though it smothers rivers.
Because of you we watch as mortal minds decay.
Over the mountains of our hope there lay only silence,
(a haunted melody),
a virgin scream tore through the blackened sound
but none could bear to hear.
Call forth the shadow of the deep with its maw now drenched in blood -
with the blue that blends to black and a madman's wishes,
an angel's sword could cut the dream; would that it knew its calling,
Could not the youth be followed down into the
caves of change?
Is this the song that soothed the beast,
that would end our tears:
The melody of agony
we have whispered since
the dawn of time
ripped back the sky
and planted there our future.
Iron claws and steel clad maws are all that wait for us;
demons in the hearts of men and in the eyes of children.
Because of you we watch as legacies decay.
A dragon's fire could quench
The burning in your tainted soul
but not for for wont of trying.
Is this the end?
Is this your path that you have followed
With countless steps and,
Fathomless, the city at the end of the sky:
I will not rest until I watch you fall
again my child.
So here I stand the child now cursed by his mother's tears:
the beast with a score of heads, legions of eyes
Stares and sees all beyond the veils you hold
before the child that perished within your wretched heart.
Because of you we watch as worlds decay.
This is the way that we have forged,
With the sweat and blood of lesser men.
You are the incubus at the edge,
Of myriad realities.
I would but see the final wish,
Forlorn and fettered:
As the moth was caught between the strands,
of darkness woven in your hands.
