• Laid to rest
    Blessed by three
    Changing words to creep and flee
    I sink to an ocean forbidden the same
    You sink to the worlds who's birth delayed
    Never again worthless to change or stray
    Never ending for the beginning betrayed

    Buried in lies,
    Use them, silence your cries
    And is it to your dismay
    You are the one to betray?
    Appease the demon that begs for their pain
    Use it now for your personal gain...

    Displaying infamous shame
    A man withered into his dreaded grave
    Grins held crooked upon children's faces
    Innocence gleaming through daily races
    Speaking clear, isolation's cleaving near
    Arise from the ashes to free despair
    Fear now the empty plains without heir
    Baring the flags of various misplaced affairs
    I summon upon you the empty bliss of worn out imps and witches
    Their hunger brimming to boil over, spilling upon your darkened wishes

    Like a scar, torn open again, a pain all too familiar...
    It shows through the wicked smiles as he cries
    Heard through the lies,
    "Set me in my coffin with peace for thee
    Laid to rest the withering blessed for three..."

    The solemn rest that ages bring
    Wishes of these apocalyptic dreams
    Vile creatures venture forth to peer on through
    I sunk to the bottom and slew the truth
    Spoken now the end of wraiths bracing failed promises
    Born from the seventh layer of burning withered darkness
    Spoken now the angels fade and falter
    Retreat of the heavens shown promise to no other