Letras
Frantic madness spinning broken circles
Around and around
Viewing the tainted golden rings and the
Silver holy crown
They are stained with the poisonous blood
That stains these hands that i have
Marked with the weariness of the forgotten
Sacred calf
I have spoken with the prophets in a day
That i have never lived
I have seen the parting waters that never
Take but only give
I have seen the soulless man that knows
Only but to take
The cry of injustice that is burning at
The stake
The man exploded into the deafening
Evening destined for the air
The silver sonnets spoke of a lady's skin that
Was once so fair
The seer's betrayed by the strength and the
Smoke that once made him fly
The dungeons are filled with thieves of
Beauty too precious for the eye
Spoken were the words of a quest that was
Known oh so well
Tortured were the tongues too taut with
Trivial tales to tell
Demolition visions create incisions that I
Forsake
And your explosions were horrific when you
Were burning at the stake—
Can you feel me
Burning now?
You should know that you know no more
Than what you can see
The colors that were apparent for you baby
They don't exist for me
There's something creeping in the night
Calling you by your middle name
That is just your soul, and I am just
Your pain
To touch the objects forbidden voluminous
In their view
To step onto the evil plains and search for
Something true
The wild perversions of the pedantic parlor
Boy he tries so hard to shake
For he knows that his innocence is burning
At the stake
Riding by the way of the angels on a hot
High urban night