To the One Who Knew Me completely,
but remained unable to know me;
Deep beneath, hidden from you or me
Assumed Forgotten Lies Pay Hommage to Myth
All Forlorn Action Lost Meaning;
Bleeding HEARTS Unite.
Like a Fury Awoken From Ancient Slumber;
Arachiac
Unsound Rite.
Lie in wait with Dagger
Presuming. Cleverly Disguised
Seek Justice
Where Justice Does Not Spring.
How Things Are
And Aren't;
What Part of Me
Isn't a Part of You.
Gather Now For Great Tragedy.
Make An Use For Everything
But Yourself
So Archaic.
You lay in silent tomb
With visions dancing in your head of
things done and undone.
WARNING SIGNAL SOUND!
Hostility, Animosity, Melancholy, unrequited
in a haze thick all around;
All those visions shot from Divine.
If you know what Divinity is
and isn't.
There is no sake for all this
There was no jewel in my hand
As Testified.
You read by an Ancient Script
That casts spells to Ward Off
Extinct Evils.
Your Governed by Superstious Ghosts
Chasing Shadows as they fly by
You build a Shrine all around
Keep your Self high in a Statue's motion
O what a Shrine, a Vision
But what a Jewel
That Does Not Exist
I Cannot Abide By SUCH MYTHS
Summed; I CANNOT Praise You
NO HOMMAGE CAN I MAKE
You stay in silent tomb
Pretty little flowers all around
With Visions dancing in you Head Of
Things DONE AND UNDONE.
but remained unable to know me;
Deep beneath, hidden from you or me
Assumed Forgotten Lies Pay Hommage to Myth
All Forlorn Action Lost Meaning;
Bleeding HEARTS Unite.
Like a Fury Awoken From Ancient Slumber;
Arachiac
Unsound Rite.
Lie in wait with Dagger
Presuming. Cleverly Disguised
Seek Justice
Where Justice Does Not Spring.
How Things Are
And Aren't;
What Part of Me
Isn't a Part of You.
Gather Now For Great Tragedy.
Make An Use For Everything
But Yourself
So Archaic.
You lay in silent tomb
With visions dancing in your head of
things done and undone.
WARNING SIGNAL SOUND!
Hostility, Animosity, Melancholy, unrequited
in a haze thick all around;
All those visions shot from Divine.
If you know what Divinity is
and isn't.
There is no sake for all this
There was no jewel in my hand
As Testified.
You read by an Ancient Script
That casts spells to Ward Off
Extinct Evils.
Your Governed by Superstious Ghosts
Chasing Shadows as they fly by
You build a Shrine all around
Keep your Self high in a Statue's motion
O what a Shrine, a Vision
But what a Jewel
That Does Not Exist
I Cannot Abide By SUCH MYTHS
Summed; I CANNOT Praise You
NO HOMMAGE CAN I MAKE
You stay in silent tomb
Pretty little flowers all around
With Visions dancing in you Head Of
Things DONE AND UNDONE.