DARK SERMON LYRICS

1. Ode To The Black Widow

Allow

Set fire to the earthly shell
And from the ashes I will rise again
Do away with the prison cell
Bestow freedom on the soul within

The black widow spins not her web, but her prey
Tangled and at the whim of a goddess’ array

We train our eyes to the skies
Our prayers are hers to deny
We train our eyes to the skies
Our prayers are hers to deny

Behold! Widow!
Accept! Fate!

You must behold the black widow, accept your fate
I must behold the black widow, and accept my fate
You must behold the black widow, accept your fate
I must behold the black widow, and accept my fate
Behold! Widow!
Accept! Fate!

2. In Each Hand, A Talisman Of Stone

Can I transcribe?
In only darkness, in the absence of light, I transcribe

But I am merely a drop in this sea of dissent
But I am merely a crack in the wall of eons of human resentment

Into the crevasses of ignorance we fall (yet again)
We must ascend to the highest dimension of all
(We must ascend to the highest dimension of all)

Can I transcribe?

I, your humble servant, tasked with translation
I, the usher of evolution in the midst of this abomination
I, your humble servant, must eliminate fear and hesitation
As I am thrown into the abyss

Thrown into the abyss

Into the abyss I am thrown
The darkest place I’ve ever known
In each of my hands, a talisman of sacred stone
At long last, I carve truth in human bone

Only in darkness is there illumination
The listless and blind will now see
I need no chorus, no congregation
Into the abyss I am set free

Into the abyss I am set free

3. Children Of Gaia

Children of Gaia, mired in obfuscation

Will the veil ever be lifted?
Or will we continue to search in the dark?
We meet the truth we’ve been gifted
With a skeptic’s eye and a cynical heart

Who are we but the children of Gaia?
Who are we but the sons and daughters of life?

Make right our minds, make clear the path (Who are we, who are we?)
That we may see our final task (Who are we, who are we?)
Who are we but the children of Gaia?
Who are we?

We, the children of Gaia, surrender to the divine
We must steady our hands and open our ears to end the divide

What is this gospel that you preach?
Who fed you lies?
Who fed you the lies that you teach?

The word not obscured as you claim
The intent not absurd as you feign
You wear the coat that bears the stain
Yet you know truth, speak not its name

Make right our minds, make clear the path (Who are we, who are we?)
That we may see our final task (Who are we, who are we?)
We, the children of Gaia, surrender to the divine
We must steady our hands and open our ears to end the divide

End the divide

4. The Myth Of Sanity

(What is a soul worth? To me? It doesn’t matter. I am no God. I know what I did. I killed. I killed because I was called to. I did what was asked of me. I regret nothing. I feel nothing. I feel nothing.)

Lashes slap calloused skin
But they are no match for the burn within

If given the chance, I’d kill again
No restraint for the guilty man

I refuse to believe the myth of sanity
I demand my reprieve from your reality
I know what I did, I followed the signs
The consequences haunting me are seen by the blind
I carry the burden, the burden of proof
The burden of murder, the burden of…

Truth be told, I’m centuries old
A life by the knife is a life in the hole

If given the chance, I’d kill again

I know I should feel something
But all I feel is nothing
But all I’ve felt was nothing all my life… nothing all my life

When the reaper lies dead and buried
Who will come to harvest your soul?
The executioner sleeps beneath the soil
We are all born from sin
Spare me your pleas of innocence
We are all murderers waiting to be hung

No one is beautiful
No one is pure
No one is innocent and
No one is safe

We are all murderers waiting to be hung
No one is innocent and no one is safe

5. Rat King

Father, am I too blind to see?
Father, have you forsaken me?
Father, am I too blind to see
Father, how you’ve forsaken me?

Caked in blood and soiled in dirt
Am I the rat king?
Crucified for blessing the earth
Am I truly the rat king?

(What kingdom is this?)

Navigate the maze, become lost in gutter’s own
This cannot be my domain; there must be more than what is shown
Knotted tails and broken teeth adorn the throne
I cannot inherit this disdain, this mountainous sin to be atoned

Caked in blood and soiled in dirt
Am I the rat king?
Crucified for blessing the earth
Am I truly the rat king?

I heal the wounded and the violently ill
I am the rat king
I wear the crown, I lead the march upon the hill
I am the rat king (so crucify me now)

Kneel before the lord of filth
I am the rat king (so crucify me)
Bow your head and swallow your swill
I am the rat king (so crucify me now)
Pray until your patience rivals your will
I am the rat king (so crucify me)
Those who worship are suffering still
I am the rat king

6. Starve

Your matted fur matches the scars in your pelt
You cling to meat as if it's life itself

Barking and foaming (Bow to me)
You deserve to be hungry (Bow to...)

Protruding ribs and coiled paws
Mark the beginning of your lifetime of loss

Your eyes scream out because they've long been lost
You feel an inkling of the pain you've caused
Tongue out in pant demonstrating exhaust
Your legs give out before you carry your cross

Starve! Starve! It's the embrace of emaciation!

On your knees, you beg to eat
I decline with certainty
At my feet, you pick your teeth
I decline with certainty

You feel an inkling of the pain you've caused
Your legs give out before you carry your cross

You, you, you
You, you bit the hand that feeds

Now starve! Starve!
Starve to death

7. The Eyeless Needle

Serpent of infinity, the infinite snake
Scales upon scales and waves in its wake
Monolithic obelisk entwined in figure eight
Cold-blooded treachery stands guard at the gate

I will find the open wound

As above, so below
Contort and harden, painful and ever slow
As below, so above
The torturous snake constricts the captured dove

As above, so below
Little heed to warnings, no softening of the blow
As below, so above
We both know this is the only way up

And yet you work the needle without an eye

“I would rather eat myself than allow you to pass
I, the swallower of the future, the devourer of the past
I am the harrowing fear you swore would never last
Forever are you entombed in the shadow you cast”

Walk forever
And now you walk (on) forever

You work the needle without an eye
But I will find the open wound

8. Both In Equal Parts

All I see
Enveloping me (Embracing me)
Are the quivering wings
Of despondency (Of eternity)

The quail meets the crow
In the cradle of finality

9. The Wraith

I can hear him sharpening his blade
I can hear him dragging the tool of his trade

The phantom vision
The audible taunt
The apparition
Perpetual haunt

The wraith, the wraith
O, the arbiter of obsession, the messenger of faith

The phantom vision
The audible taunt
The apparition
Perpetual haunt
The circumcision
Undeniable want
Without permission
Spiritually gaunt

The wraith, the wraith
O, the arbiter of obsession, the messenger of faith

One body
Two souls

Purgatorial uncertainty
Surrounding mirrors of deceit
If he is me, then I am he
Illusion shrouded by this spectral sea
Murderous stranger of mercy
Suicidal by proximity
Hard to breathe, harder to eat
When I’ve got so many mouths to feed

O, wraith
Sharpen your blade (O, wraith)
Menacing display
O, wraith

10. Gargantua

Time, irrelevant
Space, subservient
The three dimensional detriment
Bows down in obedience

The muted implosion of our human constructs we hold so dear
The deafening silence of indignant tongues too prideful to rest on their own

I seek the calm (I seek the nonpoint)
I bear no gifts, I bring no tidings of peace
I seek the calm (I seek the nonpoint)
I bear no gifts, I pray my troubles may cease

The infinite void roars in absolution

I seek the calm (I seek the nonpoint)
I bear no gifts, I lay my arms at your feet in humility

Minds oblivious
Trace the obvious
The fifth dimension obscured by incompetence
Loosen your steadfast grip on your negligence

Heat invisible in intensity, burning with the voracity of countless suns
Chaos immeasurable in terms of our current understanding of the universe around us
Conditions never fathomed by even our greatest minds
The gargantuan nonpoint compresses all into nothing
Beyond the inner horizon lies the gateway to salvation







DARK SERMON LYRICS