To kill and kill again

On the eleventh day
He reached out his hand
And made the sign of parting
Spoke the words of taking leave
And of never going back

To breathe the air of dreams
To walk upon a path of bodies
To know what carnel means
To live the law of hate and cold flesh

Wailing for the solace in a lie
No echo here
No truth
No time

To blind the eye to see
To feed on every broken moment
To kill and kill again
To end it all while it's unfolding

To know the only way
To love the beast and then to beg it
To die from every wound

Listen as the mourning herald sings
The dirge to which we march in time

Crawling naked 'neath the burning stars
Sleeping beauty dries

Never