This Gift Is A Curse Thresholds
Giveth a name so I can come alive
I have been chasing shaddows in this mace
Catching nothing but chimeras
And now I know the lies are within the flesh
And that nothing is real but the Seventh gate
So I will carry his torch
Until my hands burn off
And beneath the threshold
I will ascend the house man built
I swallow poison until the body brakes
I take everything you give until my body dies
All will wither, all will fade
Give me a name so I can become a god
I am a ruin in their eyes
This is the throne I sit upon
I carve the gospel into its frame
In symbols of ash and blood
And now I know the lies are within the flesh
And that nothing is real but the Seventh gate
Oh I see all, I see all
I am the end, I am the end of light
