a gash weaves down as if i cry, the pain itself is reason why. cannot breathe, cannot live, cannot be, please let me die. a clash of ideals, below broken sky. just trash that will yield, to demons, angels eye. cannot move, cannot call, cannot think, youll never fly. our father who art from hell, earth, whence fates bell tolls again. thy kingdom burn, thy will unturned, and name taken in vain. veins burn red, rise of the dead, angelic tears pool into glass. flaming lord, with mantle scored, let us all attend your mass. mass correction, belief and ascension. dream made real? bad deal, pure deception. dream turned nightmare turned to pink yellow eyes. twitch of the ear, fates claw draws near, ocean surface beneath forever blue skies. our father who art from hell, earth, whence fates bell tolls again. thy kingdom burn, thy will unturned, and name taken in vain. veins burn red, rise of the dead, angelic tears pool into glass. flaming lord, with mantle scored, let us all incinerate en mass. #darkertunes #lyricposting #lyricwriting #vent?