Yes, I have too many hobbies. These are the lyrics, and the music is the 1st track (no lyrics recorded yet) here: http://www.myspace.com/ablessingintragedy662
Outside Looking In
Vigilant hands buy subtle bloodstains
And rash are the holy that burn our remains
Torches and fires and lamps that are worse
They feed on our lies; see through this curse
Live right for the wrong and their sullen miss-steps
They breed and they feed on our secret regrets
Like the eyes of a fire, shaded under the strain
Of a doctrine that forbids the malice restrained
Out to the gallows last summer I dreamed
Of scented resplendence and horror filled things!
I’d sleep in her sin and my fast I would break
With blood stained hands and wish I’d awake!
The noose is tight; they cared for her well
If given the chance, herself she would sell
Like a call girl rotting, like a two-bit whore
A lost child of hate, with nothing to live for
The first thing she feels, like the last words she heard
Ravages of life, and she’s as free as a bird
So light are her boots, so heavy the sky
The wretched allude to true reasons to die
Came first was the dark, then the shadow set free
A serpent that spoke of his own travesties
In his eyes reflected, and in them she saw
Her lover’s sweet embrace… but his head was gone.
No whispers, no shadows, no dark crevices
Afford her the shelter of the dawn’s kisses
The thunder leaves her body translucent and thin
An effigy of forgotten laws of man
Then light footsteps, in dark hues of red
The dead girl wanders, a hole in her head
And in the dark she wonders of how it all went wrong
And in the dark she mourns her loss, with her chilling songs
The songs of the dead