Low/Behold
OBELISK
Take this offering,
of flesh and blood,
The hourglass,
is running low,
The Last life,
That I crawled from,
An obelisk serpent pierced the sky,
The things you give
Won’t make me whole
In constant bliss,
Will me make me numb,
The last that life I crawled from,
Awful and perfect come to life,
Under venemous skies,
Nothing lives,
Nothing dies,
In the snake pits of your eyes
breath constricts,
paralyzed,
She’s poisonous,
In perfect form,
And I confess,
That I am numb,
The last life that crawled forth
It won’t make me numb
BLACK AURA
Come and see
The severing
Of man from beast
Of you from me
You’re just air in a punctured lung
Blood the heart can’t move
All the seeds you sow
Will bear a bitter fruit
Slow pain locust
Fly from my jaws
In acid rain
That burns every crop
Low behold
Nothings ever changed
Drag me through the dirt
My aura’s black again
You’re just salt in an open wound
That won’t seem to mend
and Every door I’ve closed
Is open again
The reapers sickle has clove
The harvest from the roots
Oh god! This temple of lies
Will never hold the truth,
This blood is for you,
Leave me be and it’s yours,
This is an offering,
Give me peace,
And it’s all yours,
You’re just water in a sinking ship
A moth into the flames
And all The words that hang from our lips
will never fall again
NOIR
Black candles alight
Pour the salt
And draw the lines
It calls
It breathes
It possesses me
Dark spirits Arise
Cut the wrists
And the drain the life
I crawl
I fall
Into
The cold abyss
Tearing at my eyes
Before they see the light,
The lepers in disguise
will fall apart,
The roots push out the Stones
Inside they break the bones
They're reaching forth to
Pull me under cause
All gifts have a price
It’s time to pay for mine
All gifts have a price
It’s time to pay for mine
Nails scraping at
the floor
Pulling ragged breath
I don’t know who you are
I don’t know who you are
The end is coming
The ends becoming noir
The candles
burning low
My shadows speaks and acts alone,
I'm haunting my own head
Unlock the doors
Release the dread
The candles
burning low
My shadows speaks and acts alone
I couldn’t let it go
Now it won’t let me go
SALEM
The air is all ablaze,
Eyes closed,
Wide awake,
They’re only here to take away,
The pain,
There’s vultures over my head,
A coiled serpent round my heart-
-Might be dead
Cause all you love
is all you loose one day,
Failure!
Out of the fire,
Into the flames,
How far down does this go?
A black hole calling all
Into the depths of it’s charms,
with arms to hold
There’s vultures over my head,
A coiled serpent round my heart-
-Might be dead
and all you love
You’ll loose someday,
Four walls don’t make a home,
But I suppose it’s the thorns that make a rose,
You don’t have to die to be a ghost,
You just have to live with what you’ve chose,
CELESTIAL VOID
The world is burning
And we are the fire
There’s blood on the altar
And bones on the pyre
Murder my heroes
Give breath to my martyrs
Nailed to the wall
With your black heart still beating
We’ll see you fall
ten thousand voices all screaming
The sky will grow black
With arrows at dawn
The weight on our backs
Has made us grow stronger
The wolves seeing red
Crave flesh in their teeth
The knife in your back
Cuts the hearts disbelief
Pray to your god
For my mercy
Just know we don’t speak
No trace of you
When we tear it all down
And the blood soaks the earth
Of this burial ground
There’s few left
Whos heart beats true
When will we we see there likes again?
Does your heart beat true?
When heavens are a shapeless void
Does your heart beat true?
Let me get this off my chest
Cut the ropes around
There’s no hope here save
the one that you can carry through the night
NoI can’t give up
Cause it won’t end with me
When it holds you down
Lift your head up proud
COVEN
Entombed
Enshrined
In blood
For all time
It breathes
Inside us all
New moon
No light
Our shadows
Are darkest
At midnight
We climb
Into the sky
I carve
Your name
Into my heart
with your blade
Weathered
In sacrifice
Full moon
Bright lights
The wolf and the fawn
Are entwined
Into the void
We slide further
Who takes from my
heartache fades out
My eyes are opened wide
Spell bound
In search of my
Sepulcher “I”
Into the void we slide
Further
