All life dies as icons rage, white are the pages beyond
Unwritten are the screams, of hate, of pain, of misery

Of devildom falls, life is severed

With whispers the curse, to such seduction
Weeping to the sound of a grand black piano

Blood in the lungs
As watery vall

Kings of our emptiness, the flagellants align Their mouths fill with questions, blessed they are by God's tokens Ware to walk the painted... the painted path Walking the painted path through ou

Kings of our emptiness, the flagellants align
Their mouths fill with questions, blessed they are by God's tokens

Ware to walk the painted, the painted path

Walking the painted path through our plague fields

Ware to walk the painted path
Through the Plague fields

K

Can you remember the words of our dying mother?
All winters' white and wonderful
The third eye spies the greatest pain
In league with the cycle of life feel the change

Her breath of frost upon the house of man's beating heart
Oh sleep children, such colours to be seen
S

Against the glass, feeling this pain
Watching the lights fall as the rain
Translucent beauty, a tortured mannequin
Bearing all the hearts of frozen constellations

The stars now fall to gather once more
A searing white sea of timeless awe
Forever, beyond, nothing ever la

Citadel, of hope and white fire
Hearken, a choir for kings, transcendence
Crowned in teeth and severed wings
Is this the end of
The end of the flesh?
My prison and my salvation

A call from the void, pale tentacles
Enthroned, alone, dying
Down with my draped leec

Our fields alight
Is this a dream?
Glowing inferno
Reborn, red dawn

Searing, auric chariot
(Life devoured)
With karmic wheels, they burn again
(The ruin, the blackened, these skinless halls)
(Bones laid bare, the bones of all)
(The garden deafened)
The k

All veiled by sunlight
A murder for evenfall
Where a new dawn resides
Veiled by sunlight
All veiled by sunlight
Of gilded silhouettes
Where long shadows rise

As winds whisper, o' harbinger, lamenting twilight
All drowned within, cold stars ignite
The world c

Staring into what lies beneath
A bow to throat, solocide
Hearken to the angel's hiss
A vein-string crescendo dies
Screams above as blood runs wild
Raised blades unsheathed, beguiled
Vein tears down her face
As beauty fell grace

Escorted nigh by winged murder

Forget Not
Forget Not

Masquerading, the grey vultures
Coalescing in black swansongs
…Of the dead
…As the dead sigh
Therein the quickening shadows
Kisses upon lifeless fingers
…As the dead sigh
…As the dead sigh
…Of always
…As the dead sigh
Over t

Ghosts of porcelain waste
The innocence in faith
Through translucent eyes
In shifting shades of pale upon pale
Writhing across the neverwhere

Haunting reflections of the mirrored void
Is this the end of everything we love?
The wounds of life weaving the loom
Dwe

Where white doves fall as hammers
And the wilted horses dream of lions

To the crashing shores, hooves through bloodied tears
Rising red rosarium
Blossoming choirs
Beatitudes of the endless end
Where white doves fall

White doves fall as hammers
And the wilted h

Swan of pale
Of porcelain white
Her halo, a bloody Sun
Framing a botticelli face
Of petrichor weaves black noise
Where her frame disfigures
Pale of the swan, painted... Dying
Wilting in red ribbons
Lashing black sails, a tattered mane
Her mouth, m a death's he

Oh, why?
Oh, why the butterfly of man?

Oh, why?
Oh, why precious beauty?
With eyes that speak tongues
Foresight and memory, maelstrom wormholes
Behind, the vast passion
A wish is made upon a nebula
From the leper's kiss
Conjuring ordered chaos
Kaleidosco

Come forth dark herald
Bringer of light
Bourne by the burning swans
And his plague breath
Creator

Of the dream coil, a halo aloft as hands entwine
Painters of the tempest, with their red hands
The world their canvas
Through the mist of the stormglass
And bru

Of blood and time within these veins
Pulsing the dim, thundering
Upon the pale horses crying, surreal
Beksinski's hooves cascading heaven
O blind fortune
Darkness favours the brave, the fallen... Carrion
Bring forth the stars and tear down the sky

Blackest sister of

Tapestry of the starless abstract
All horizons fall through dying stains
A crimson crown to call my own
O home is everywhere I voyage
And darkness is always with me

I call to the sirens
Echoing in sweet laughter
Broken hopes beneath the surface
With haunting eye

Through the stillbirth swoon, the children are silent
Existing in dreams, surreal oblivion
Through time, torn tombs, the children are screaming
Dreaming of life, the nightmares to come

Through tear stained eyes, the children are drowning
Within the depths, they seek the cou

Nebulous skin of change reflecting
Seething dead eyes
Drowning within two black mirrors
The writhe of our stained-glass angels
Diaphanous
Pale tongues upon our spines
Behold, star-crossed, moribund
Fleeting, the fall to our funeral

As moths' bleed from our wound