Fen - II (Penance) lyrics
[Fen - II Penance lyrics]
Time
That humiliating arbitrary adjudicator
Your cruelty builds in an
Endless cycle of decrepitude
Skin slackens with each passing second
Flesh weakens and softens
Bones stiffen in agony dreams dissolve
Hopes slough
A blackened pulp of deepest despair
A mind enfeebled and afraid
Gazes back upon a path of waste and regret
Gazes ahead only to the cold and to the empty
All will fall all will fail
All will fall all will fail
And so with each heavy
Broken backed step I inch
Closer to my reckoning
Sinews stiff, sloughing, sagging
Resonating with slow decay
Like catgut strings
Draped across a stave of rotting timber
The cathedral looms tearing, oppressive
Stentorian cries once echoed in the
Chapels of cold stone
Where cowled figures dripped
With feverish piety
And candles of reverence flickered in the
Torpid darkness of unanswered prayers
Stoic monolith that bleeds black redemption
Onyx shroud shed like skin
Penance driven into the maw of the soil
Stygian crust that chokes on the
Carcasses of the forgotten
There is no room here suffocation rejection
A hopeless soul slithers in vapid vestibules
Echoes silhouettes
Fading notions of what once
Breathed false proclamations
Granite shaped by the echoes of supplication
Myriad visages gaze in judgement
A solemn phalanx stands as one
One singular totem of accusation
Choral, somnolent striking the marrow
Of a soul laced with corrosive regret
Guilty - Pathetic - Cringing
Crushed by stone
Withering within the inquisition cloisters
The last shreds of waning hope thus scatter
I cannot see what lurks
Within these sepulchral shadows
Emanating whispers of a
Thousand past condemnations
One thousand past condemnations!
Freezing hands reach - coiling, cloying
My name is but dust
And I flee again
That humiliating arbitrary adjudicator
Your cruelty builds in an
Endless cycle of decrepitude
Skin slackens with each passing second
Flesh weakens and softens
Bones stiffen in agony dreams dissolve
Hopes slough
A blackened pulp of deepest despair
A mind enfeebled and afraid
Gazes back upon a path of waste and regret
Gazes ahead only to the cold and to the empty
All will fall all will fail
All will fall all will fail
And so with each heavy
Broken backed step I inch
Closer to my reckoning
Sinews stiff, sloughing, sagging
Resonating with slow decay
Like catgut strings
Draped across a stave of rotting timber
The cathedral looms tearing, oppressive
Stentorian cries once echoed in the
Chapels of cold stone
Where cowled figures dripped
With feverish piety
And candles of reverence flickered in the
Torpid darkness of unanswered prayers
Stoic monolith that bleeds black redemption
Onyx shroud shed like skin
Penance driven into the maw of the soil
Stygian crust that chokes on the
Carcasses of the forgotten
There is no room here suffocation rejection
A hopeless soul slithers in vapid vestibules
Echoes silhouettes
Fading notions of what once
Breathed false proclamations
Granite shaped by the echoes of supplication
Myriad visages gaze in judgement
A solemn phalanx stands as one
One singular totem of accusation
Choral, somnolent striking the marrow
Of a soul laced with corrosive regret
Guilty - Pathetic - Cringing
Crushed by stone
Withering within the inquisition cloisters
The last shreds of waning hope thus scatter
I cannot see what lurks
Within these sepulchral shadows
Emanating whispers of a
Thousand past condemnations
One thousand past condemnations!
Freezing hands reach - coiling, cloying
My name is but dust
And I flee again