Elder

Veil

Running through the fields
Down the ones you think you need
Throwing off the chains, cursing years in vain
Living in a myth, the boundaries of which lie in decay
The body seeks to convalesce
The earth we deem it's own redress

Residuum amongst the stars
Fortuned sons of fractal eyes
Lay down the tools of war and gold
To die and metamorphosize

As we walk the path it fades
Disengage and ties become unwound
Don't resist the grain, set fire the ground

3. Staving Off Truth

Grasping at the edge
Somewhere on the other side
Tending the sleeping ground
Clutching to the knife

Slipping out of day
Machinery drowning out
Fortress inner world
Staving off the doubt

Wrestling memories
Hold the past in broken arms
Shards cut to the quick
Before the cruciform

Morning star is the dawn
Cast the shadow of the cross
Grasping in the dark
For answers to the loss

Are we waiting just to leave?
Is there an answer which eludes?
We stand upon a floating world
Simply staving off the truth

4. Blind

Grasping only as it fades
The simple truth we lost
As hours turned to days

And in the afterglow it seemed
The wishing well is full
Of worthless currency

Condemned to watch the whole charade
The monuments of man fall into decay
The promise, grand in golden script
The night in all it's gray and sorrow dispossess

A mirror to the other side
We are only blind
Their teeth can only gnash your eyes
If you let them smile

They see their will in the eyes of the broken
And raise a glass in the din of the fray
We're only staring down the face of the olden
Scorching Earth at the dying of days

5. Sonntag

[Instrumental]

6. Thousand Hands

There stands an alabaster throne
Carved into halls where no light has shown
Reign of years before all time
Beyond the reach of celestial eyes

When the past has come to bear
The fruits of seeds we've sewn in spite
Who carries blame for our despair?
A thousand hands beyond the light

From the past is nothing won
Hail glory to the victors
They will crush us just the same