Pass between the in between
to evidence the things unseen
for travelers who've passed beneath
Till waxed and flaxen unkempt hair
is standard where they hold me here
to separate the spirit from the shape
Feast upon the eyes
the breath of life falters
Waiting for the sigh
a borderline crossed to wonder
Is the shutter shy the film is fading
seen through pallid eyes the triad waking
wholly satisfied
to cauterize the two that feel alright
seeing white light
stepping outward to embrace
all the phantom static in frame
all these virgins calling for haste
See the satyr rise
to feast upon the eyes closing
She is strange Oh this death dealing diva
speaking cause with reluctance to me
we will dance while the fever bereaves us
to escape from the fortune she weaves
I'm ashamed when the flames sell me fire
for the lantern I've made from my skin
can the stitches hold on through these travels
if the hunger removes them within
As I race through the passage I find you
and we dance till eternity ends
and void is not full up nor empty
when the song of our empire begins.
to evidence the things unseen
for travelers who've passed beneath
Till waxed and flaxen unkempt hair
is standard where they hold me here
to separate the spirit from the shape
Feast upon the eyes
the breath of life falters
Waiting for the sigh
a borderline crossed to wonder
Is the shutter shy the film is fading
seen through pallid eyes the triad waking
wholly satisfied
to cauterize the two that feel alright
seeing white light
stepping outward to embrace
all the phantom static in frame
all these virgins calling for haste
See the satyr rise
to feast upon the eyes closing
She is strange Oh this death dealing diva
speaking cause with reluctance to me
we will dance while the fever bereaves us
to escape from the fortune she weaves
I'm ashamed when the flames sell me fire
for the lantern I've made from my skin
can the stitches hold on through these travels
if the hunger removes them within
As I race through the passage I find you
and we dance till eternity ends
and void is not full up nor empty
when the song of our empire begins.