Wretched My Carrion
My transience slept cold, waiting for the gate to open,
to release my father; to release my carrion. I've fled
across lands of ice and fire, in a striving search for
the cryptic scriptures that will restore my soul to it's
flesh and bone. Long have I waited to meet your eyes; to
delve inside; to steal through your mind; to utilize the
plans inside.These pages are false. Where is the
remembrance of the city that's fallen; the millions of
lives given into the creation of this?
[Solo: Vail]
"Oh young and sightless one, you'll never see. You'll
never be as whole as we. As whole as we, as whole as we
you'll never be." I've swum through years in dreams of
light and dust in my pursuit of solidarity. This cannot
be veritable. These writings are too passionless. These
actions made are too immoral. So you are here eternal
savior, with such a voice so passionless. Oh my warm and
sweet familiarity.
[Solo: Funderburk]
My transience slept cold, waiting for the gate to open,
to release my father; to release my carrion. Beyond the
portal to Shamballa is where it lies in wait with her.
