Job For A Cowboy Eating The Visions Of God
I am staring at the sun of the nothing
For I want to eat the visions of God
Consuming the knowledge and power
That radiates overhead
I am staring at the sun of the nothing
For I want to eat the visions of God
Consuming the knowledge and power
That radiates overhead
As I slumber in a bed of vegetation and thorns
Leaving behind unease and dread
I feed from pretentious notions
And maligant demons through its rays
For hell is abandoned
And this single horror
Walks amongst our ongoing cliches
My eyes, my perception
They seem to smolder and withen
For it seems that I have peered
Into the diseased display of myself
I am the eater of the sun
I am the destroyer of worlds
I am the eater of the sun
I am the destroyer of worlds
For hell is abandoned
And this single horror
Walks amongst our ongoing cliches
My eyes, my perception
They seem to smolder and withen
For it seems that I have peered
Into the diseased display of myself
I am the eater of the sun
I am the destroyer of worlds
I am the eater of the sun
I am the destroyer of worlds