Hypnos

Fall at the feet of the world I've never seen such a wretch upon our shore, fortunes of a silent discord In the wake of a dream, like a lifetime before 'Fore the day that the demons would knock down our door The wind's singing like a phantom song, goddess in the sky She walks the rivers of the land, along the mountains spine They carve these caverns in the name of iron swords and golden stone The arrow flies in blackest night, and it tears away the moonlight from her eyes Tonight, we will not turn away from the devil in the trees in his deadened hollow gaze I see the end, to a dream of holy fire In the sky the smoke will rise, ever to the heavens heights Born to a black crown and coral bones, cast to a white throne adorned in gold and oak In fading skies, follow the wind and fall ever into after life Drifting in the dead of night upon a shaded river The mist arises Hunted The spectral sight by haunted eyes along the fern Beware their wolfish bite The fang in flesh like daggers cut The vulturous These hearts have fallen to the dirt forever more We conjure sorrow with a devilish design Confessing with a silver tongue to in-humation so divine And though the time may come our fortress falls to fire The royalty, blood blessed at dusk will never die Hear us now, pray this dawn brings light No life will be sewn in tomorrows sight for the goddess in the sky Oh lord, in the fares of Faustian deeds, on a path that winds through the wild To a house of rose and devils dreams