CEA SERIN LYRICS

1. Holy Mother

[Step 1: Misery of Submission]

Inhale the fabric of the gods to live their dreams
Walk the powdered line
Inspire death with a single breath
Blasphemy and blood mix like a toxic kiss, such familiar bliss
Her face was freed from my arm
Elated in vermillion charm

Look down upon salvation
Stare down at what is killing me
In one euphoric moment
I'm blessed by the touch of faith

Holy Mother
I'll give my life to bleed you
Holy Mother
Just one more rush to see you forever...forever...forever

[Step 2: The Chemical Christian]

Leaning to a new light in my chemical conversion
I spill her face again to feel that sweet perversion
Take me with carols and make my heart silent
Show me a promise to stir with the timeless

Look down upon salvation
Stare down at what is killing me
In one euphoric moment
I'm touched by the face of faith

Holy Mother
I'll give my life to bleed you
Holy Mother
Just one more rush to see you forever...forever...forever

2. The Illumination Mask

Upon a rock I find my stance
with vain image my mind in trance
I gaze down cross the florid vales
to lift myself on timbered gales

So I sweep down to drink of my wake
in a languid glassy stream
which flows to the grand blue lake
where I swim to inner theme

So easily closed - my inner faces exposed
Frames of changes hold slow
to fear me, to judge me, to know

Throwing my unity to the wind
I step through aeons in an effort to transcend
Searching the lines beyond all I have to ask
I gently fly my Illumination Mask

Down past the arbored way
my diverse charismas writhe
In antimasque they sway
to visualize my different sides

In a world of appearances I separate myself
to find my youth I unveil truth
and drink of innocence

So easy to hide - true emotions divide
Frames of changes hold slow
to fear me, to judge, me, to know

Throwing my unity to the wind
I step through aeons in an effort to transcend
Searching the lines beyond all I have to ask
I gently fly my Illumination Mask

Throwing my unity to the wind
I step through aeons in an effort to transcend
Searching the lines beyond all I have to ask
I lay to waste my Illumination Mask

3. Ice

[originally by Sarah McLachlan]

The ice is thin, come on dive in
Underneath my lucid skin
the cold is lost forgotten

Hours pass, days pass, time stands still
Light gets dark and darkness fills
my secret heart forbidden

I think you worried for me then
The subtle way that I gave in
But I know, you liked the show

Tied down to this bed of shame
Tried to move around the pain
but oh, your soul was anchored

The only comfort is the moving of the river
I enter into you a lie upon your lips
Offer what you can I'll take all that I can get
Only a fool here

I don't like your tragic sighs
as if your god has passed you by
Well, hey fool, that's your deception

Your angels speak with jilted tongues
The serpents tail has come undone
You have no strength...

The only comfort is the moving of the river
I enter into you a lie upon my lips
Offer what you can I'll take and take
only a fool here to stay
only a fool here to stay
only a fool

4. The Victim Cult

Their screams came as if to blame the ones chosen in their names
Only in bonds will they rejoice
Open are their mouths and hands
Composed, exposed around demand
The Victim Cult will share one voice

But I remain
To toil and feign
While the fawns tread through their lives
And I remain
In a system that's gained
Fro the blood of the brave
And the belief in a man without equals

They toil the earth with tools that were stolen
Broken, broken

A broken standard set upon
The drive inside that spurs us on
The right to walk a path to be
Far from the gathering

Live with and live without
To mark the path with faith or doubt
Broken hands from stolen gains
Pull the strings and link the chains

And now we cry for the million suns that have set before their prime
And the weary weep in silence in awe

The ones chosen in their name
Open their mouths and hands
Composed/exposed around demand

Only in bonds will they rejoice
The victim cult all share one voice

Hope runs out
Ego is slain in a lecherous game
They stand firm
Open the throats from which all wisdom came
Warning and faking their way through life taking
The moments from the able by force

Time runs out
Sever the ties and leave them without

"Man's life—the life of man qua rational being—is the proper standard of value.
Your own life—and happiness as its emotional concomitant—is the purpose of morality...
Sacrifice is the surrender of value—of a higher value to a lower one, of of the good to the evil...
Since evil is irrational, it can succeed only with the consent and aid of the rational. The Morality of Death is perpetuated by the sanction of its victims—the men of reason and ability...
Stop supporting your own destroyers through the sanction you give them. Do not try to live on your enemies' terms of to win a game when they're setting the rules. Do not help them fake reality...
Fight for this world, in the name of the best within you. You will win when you are ready to pronounce this oath: "I swear—by my life and my love of it—that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine."
[From John Galt's speech]

Their lives are abstract from minds
Whose theories collapse
Their motives hate fact
Replaces by notions that lapse

And now I cry for the million suns that have set before their prime
And the weary weep in silence stricken by the sign
For the first time in their lives
They've seen before it's time
And the weary weep in silence and awe

A broken standard set upon
The drive inside that spurs us on
The right to walk a path to be
Far from the gathering

Live with and live without
To mark the path with faith or doubt
Broken hands from stolen gains
Pull the strings and link the chains

"Everything that is really great and inspiring is created by the individual who can labor in freedom."
[Albert Einstain]

"There've been other times when danger upon the world defied the services of singularity beetles."

5. What Falls Away

The blackened wraiths are gone that settled half past dawn
Their earthen feet move slow to regard their words of woe
On and on the door insists to thin the room as time persists
And idle lives can now reclaim their rightful place away from blame
of the parents that hold a frame
of a child to rest they've lain
and the son who's left alone
to wonder when she's coming home

Oh how mercy slept behind the rail from which she leapt
Passive by the daze beneath he stare
that graced a flight to open air
(a wish to fail)

Now in plain sight to all
was a word behind her fall
and a secret that she kept
in spite of how the banister wept

All these crimes that brought me to this day
were marred as moments of abject hearsay
All these nights of sleepless thinking
I've run from the light behind the innocence veil
and the wail of impunity that was riddled by scale
Then one night of labored dreaming
I heard the voiceless mass that were teaming
In our space of arduous paths
the mask of idolatry was lifted by an enemy
the lines ran black and framed my shadow half

Hold on to these
Breathe in, release
Remains of the day
Reflects what falls away
In all we see
And all we speak

It's 3pm again and silence fills the den
A lonely figure sits with a stare
of the notes that should be there
From the things she used to play
that he'd wait for every day
A life led in quiet (resigned and uncertain)
A line left of perfect

Oh he called her name out
as he rushed to fix her hair
Inside a mass of splintered cedar
on the marble by the stairs
One mind only spoke of life in regret
and gains at what cost
while wrapped up in distractions
he let her get lost

What need be in all we see
is a value that we pay for what falls away
Time's lone pace will blur her face
and each thing has its day
for what falls away

His mother knows that he can't understand
how things end and why the broken parts can't seem to mend
What you missed can't be found on my walls or in pages
While you were gone I poured my soul into the darkest of places
You kept your eye on the surface
Beguiled by the wit of my smile
I suffered gladly in the still of my style
The plane of want
subdued and gaunt
I feared the first step taking and reached back in a moment of waking







CEA SERIN LYRICS