Psychopomp

Inside the broken fortress and all lay lines point to me, glowing like the diamond forest at the salted bloody sea, swaying back and forth emotion in this dark eternity, take the midnight sun devotion and wind becoming free

For the writing of a nation and the journey of the lash, make your tunnels to your station as world becomes our ash, truth behind eternal bloodshed as the dragons' teeth do mash, with these darkest of devotions, all of time within a flash

Make you by the mirror window

See you in the solar breeze 

Find a trail of pure emotion in the night

Thank your kings it's not so simple

Wash ashore now on your knees 

Now this burden blinding with the darkest light

Selling to the burdened shadow with the tailor and his knives, like the witches and the sailor running from the dragons' eyes, running souls across the fires of the molten lava spies, break the wisdom of your omens that the underworld denies

(solo) 

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