SEASON'S END LYRICS

1. Beyond Everything

I promise you serenity,
That we will never hold,
Your life reflects eternity,
As I weep this love of old.

I see my child in your eyes
I see the mirror never lies
In scattered fragments on the floor
I see the self I knew before.

At pain's side I now reside
Safe again my eleventh bride
This skin I'll cast away no more
But rot in rage as I did before.

"Hold you close, protect your soul
Shun the sinners, from me they stole
My inner sense of right and wrong
To my beliefs you shall belong.
Learn from me, you evil child
My blessed church you've now defiled
In disregard I watch you grow
A life from me you'll never know."

All I ever wished for has been washed away,
Now, as I leave you with my last embrace,
A love beyond everything will dominate,
My child won't look back so unable to face...
...The Past

Too starved to feed
Your every need
Believe my plead
To make me bleed.

Believe in me...
...believe in me.

I promise you everything...
I cry just to think of you.

2. On Christian Funeral

There's nothing more that I can say, my dear. Don't leave my side.
Please bless me in your final prayer, as towards Death's open arms I glide..."

As twilight set one autumn's eve, her aching soul fled reprieve.
And though her death was glorified, the fact remains to me... she died.

3. A Drowned Canvas

Paintings black as evening,
Rendered helpless,
Darkest strokes of a brush that mean nothing...

Expressions of silent art,
Unable to relate,
Experiments in Death,
Now I'm the subject...

Elations of slowest death,
Everything so cold and lost,
Grandiose show of lies,
Uneven requiems to the blind.

I am your face in the mirror pane,
I am the sunlight behind the rain,
I am mist, a ghostly frost,
I am the memories that you thought you'd lost...

And you are my foggy reflection,
The wind that blows from all directions,
You are my souls other half,
You are me under your mask.

Am I worth your glance anyway?
Scared to look at my own face,
When will the pain cease plaguing me?
I've lived to hate another day...

I am the pictures on your wall,
I am everything yet so small,
And you're the fingers through my hair,
In a feature where the soul is spare...

I can't feel the same with all this gone,
I fear that this mind game has gone on for far too long....







SEASON'S END LYRICS