"Dawn Of Epiphany" lyrics

"Dawn Of Epiphany"

I've always been amazed
That asteroids can fly in groups
For millions of years
And never touch each other or connect

They are dead rock
So they find their perfect orbit and stick to it
We also wanna find that place of perfection
But we're not asteroids
We change, and that's the problem

The more you try to create a paradise
The more you will resent the prison
And all you're left is dreams of a future
That never happened

The ashen Smoke of my dying cancer cigarette
Barely revealed auspicious visions to me

My mirthless eyes behold desperately shadows in the plume
But all the plasmic shapes vanish like past lovers before

My weary face cries grievous tempests into my hands
Whose leather skin fails to disguise my mental decay

Into this forlornness you struck down as the Lightbringer's Sword
And you opened my veins to a gracious salvation

And like a coup de grace a ray refracted through the ice
You dug your way through me down into the opaque ore
With which I longed to become one, veiled and clandestine
Across all Eons hidden from the lies of this world

While I solicited to sink into Oblivion
You buried a crystal seed into the abyss of my soul

His epiphany broke the screaming silence in my woe
And laid into my dying a hint of life


Writer(s): René Wagner
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