A FOREST OF STARS LYRICS

1. Chapter One: Sorrow's Impetus

Awoke from typhlotic silence.
Awoke from mind inearth.
Conscious enveloping, sick feat over.
To the shock of the white-coated, I returned undefeated from whence others fear to tread.
Time to fling another barrage at desideratum...
Last rites retracted.
So I'm trying to remember where I was when I lost sight of the flickering sun.
Perhaps to recall, the beginning of the downfall of it all... the rainbow drain-bowed.
Ember's colour became as grey, on the day when perspectives lengthened.
When what had seemed before to be so far away became to me so shockingly, starkly, clear.
Face down in ash, choking in frenzy (soon to become a meal for the many).
As smiling eyes to glittering ice?
Worm voices rising through all this putrefaction.
Awaiting loss in less than resignation, to finish the start a tempting frustration.
Fully expecting subterfuge, in a place of no refuge.
No last chances for this sleighted hand.
Away, away?
Lying through the last stand dead heat, soul on ice; all wishes wasted... ...dreaming pure horror.
Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
Painting out cracked windows of the soul in misty midnight black
Serrated blades of silver hatred ragged cuts pissing blood
Torn through gossamer thin desire all hope and fear feeding funeral pyres
Whatever passed for colour has now passed on.
Spider amongst the bar flies,
Sinking sorrows as oceans rise, and fallen angels fall further!

2. Raven's Eye View

I won't just steal your thunder, I'll have your lightning as well.
As crushing blow of hammer, annihilating those grating steeple bells.
As hairline cracks to fragments!
Standing up on high, spraying golden rain down on to the waiting faces of you pious, worthless swine...
Hear my sermon splashing down all around you, children.
We would not even waste one single match on you trough-fed, hook-lined, soul-sunk bottom-feeders.
Never mind chapter and so-called verse.
I shall instead content myself with loosing my bowels upon you?
To drown your herd in a flurry of slurry.
Soul starved bodies crushed, throats stuffed with my falling angels.
Yours, in mocking memory!
After all, you are only worthwhile as fertilizer...
To the gallows with your lack of humour!
You, who do not play well with words!
Hammer blow upon hammer blow.
Hammer blow upon hammer blow.
Upon eternity's anvil!

3. Summertide's Approach

As water rushes, as sewer grates over-faced.
All bloated corpse, all ever-was.
As love becomes hated, as light shades to grey.
Swelled to envelop all ever-nothing.
All stagnation becomes all too apparent.
As horizon forced below.
While smiling frown, while laughing weep.
As mould grows thickly, silently all around.
As scream becomes whimper, under weight of shroud befouled.
All clamour now silence
nature leagues below.
Let's see you fight with lungs full of stone!
Hope all forgotten, beauty as beast.
All breath to fire
All sustenance to filth,
All flesh to rot
All temples to rubble,
All toil turns to trouble
All to nothing,
ALL HORROR!
ALL HORROR!
Faceless, mindless, souls sold all the way out.
Heartless, hopeless, ensnared in useless sorrows...
What's the use of all light shining with idiot eyes screwed tight shut?
Profane it all, just tell me, what's the use?
If you're going to use those stupid hands to build an ugly pyre,
And truss me up there by mob-hoofed force,
I'll be wanting more than just a penny.
More than just a miserable fucking penny...
...A miserable pox-ridden penny for the guy.
I could hurl a thousand curses, and not one could gift you fair judgement.
So crack out those ten-a-penny lighters, and spark up your miserable flames...

4. Thunder's Cannonade

Our sky, she's full of lights, glinting through all that dark, uncaring.
The Rats on the Moon are shielding their eyes, against the creeping, the crawling...
All that so-called useless DNA.
Sharp colours teased to a gleam...
Doesn't matter?
Refracted inaction...
...remains inaction.
This cursed recursive loop?
pure comedy.
Soon ye shall be razed in flame.
Ha!
How does that fire feel climbing up your back?
Still grabbing with those thieving little hands?
So we strive to lift up our heads against the nowhere, before you blot out Mother's summersphere.
One fist may resolve nothing, but many fists shall knock you flat.
One projection may be simple refraction, but many, well, they equal reaction.
Those ears of yours just picked up a sneaky peal of thunder.
Are you ready for the lightning to strike?
Are you?

5. Starfire's Memory

Dusk, she is the calming influence, making ends meet in a place of concentric corners.
She cleanses these gutters with her utmost purity.
Onrushing dark leaves your false light lonely.
Her frozen kiss devoid of apology.
Setting cleansing fires to guide the rest of us through the night by.
When we once again arrive in struggling shine of dawn, memories of her ice shall gird us on our way...
For all the friends we left behind, for lost summers and eyes gone blind.
For the kiss of blade on desperate flesh, for light shrouded only in funeral dress.
For all tears mingled with bad blood, awaiting sentencing for hearts taken, but not understood.
For all mislaid foundation stones, for all smiles cracked wide open.
For all beauty turned to ash, for all flames in deluge doused.
For all fear all encompassing.
One for sorrow.
Two to destroy.

6. Delay's Progression

We watched rain hammer the good weather, and waited for the end to start.
Sparks flew from chains dragged in servitude, watching colours fail and brightness turn to programmed dusk.
While tears burnt tracks in cold stone, all future to disappear beneath layers of sorrow.
Stone-clad solitude
rain lashed epitaph.
All earthly shells divide.
Divide by zero...
We ignored the men stamping out the future, and smiled at the cathode rays.
Drizzle crawled over cracked portals to nowhere.
Afraid to face the grey infiltrating our bored darkness.
While rainbows feigned ignorance, all past lost in a deluge of tedium.
Media driven prison
scavenger crawl.
All flesh corrupt.
Rot to multiply...
Colour washes out given time.
Time awaited ticks away.
Your lives lived in stolen fictions, words of men your protocol.
We shall re-tune your noise, into a steady blast.
Beating out an old tattoo, upon Eternity's Anvil.
All Father, hold fast for me!
Delaying the inevitable as seasons become as one.
All encompassing winter of servitude.
All is as nothing, all has nothing to become.
She cried, she cried, as all summer fell.
Took the Final by the scruff of its dirty neck, and flung it far into forever!
Waiting for delay to progress lost its appeal.
Shifting our weight against this seasonless somewhere, embroiled in a twisting universe simulated and unreal.
The final curtain fell, and fell.
And fell.
Leaving cleansing, crushing darkness to fend for herself...
Leached of colour, evolution gone full circle from tail, to head, to putrefaction.
Starting to End all over again, the stars cry for no-one.
As shades of grey become colour, we bow our heads for the passing of summer.
Into darkness now, to await Sol's triumphant return.
Firebrands rise!
Backlit bloodlines obscure and clot!







A FOREST OF STARS LYRICS