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The Descent

 

The Descent

(album: The Death Of Me - 2020)


From the sky rained ash. Red hand and mouth of black
A voice that echoes from the deep

I woke up to silence, in medicated air. I breathed in intoxicating essence:
Disinfected clinical scents that cling to me like bleach
White walls, white tiles and white sheets, and all the looming faces

I saw the angel's horns. I saw the devil's wings
One beckons to the light, while the other calls me down
There are answers waiting for you underground
Down, follow me down. There is quiet, there is peace to be found

Malicious master of my destiny, what is it that you want from me?
What is it that you seek? (what do you seek?)
And while the scavengers surround, I block my ears to stifle out
The siren's call as it beckons me

As the flowers bloom from the snow, I have waited a long time to grow,
You'll never know what I kept inside to be still here somehow alive,
Despite my best attempts to leave it all behind

Leave me breathless
I long to believe that there was virtue here, in the heart I hid from them

I can't pretend I haven't dreamt of you: the shadow in the cemetery
I know the grip, I shook your hand too young to ever comprehend
To leave this world with you, familiar friend, would be such a perfect end

When time stands still, and your hands can't feel
When the storm won't pass, and you taste only ash
When the days draw on, and the nights grow long, is it so absurd to ask:

Malicious master of my destiny, what is it that you want from me?
What is it that you seek? (what do you seek?)
And while the scavengers surround, I listen closely for the sound
That echoes from the deep

Slow descent. no light to be found
Sin has clothed me in its shroud, and in my ears he calls me down:
End the suffering, lay your burden down
Follow me down. There are answers waiting for you underground

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