Steel That Sleeps the Eye

Steel that sleeps with the morning star Would that I could sin once more Blades will sing over stone and field That their song might grace our fall Pallid limbs in the raven's thrall Fracture sulfur honey skin Waves are screaming Abrahan hymns So that shoreline virgins cry Reel in place 'Til the bastards take me away Sober taste of the eyes --- Steel That Sleeps the Eye - Baroness