The Beyond

A deep sore dragged through ages
The sores are my own, I know
Wounds collected through a lifetime
And wisdom I pick up along the way

I received the spit from a snake
And the snare cut real deep
I was caught in her womb
Something spreading in my veins

Those walls I faced alone
I crept on bounded knees
The own will just vanished
I wept my compassion away

I wept my compassion away
With tears that flooded your heart
No river leads back to mine
I bow down in soil and whisper
And gather strength to spread the disease

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Somewhere along the railway
A body divided in two
Somewhere between the screams
Those visions were never seen

I understood the voice
An ancient sacrifice
Buried in a wreck
To rise up in a gaze

In marches the bitter man
Fire away again and again
Hang dry curtains are down
Sink down in dumping grounds

Sirens scream in your head
When the march lingers on
Hear the echoes of the ceremonial doom
Hear the echoes of the dying

The march lingers on
The march lingers on
The march lingers on
The march lingers on

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Through times I thought of what we created
For greater causes that brought us down to this

In elderly forms and surroundings
In the flesh of spirits incarnated
They’re here for the hate forgotten
A rearview mirror to all lost souls
A slow burn shattered the field
Pain through body
Fire-drained vein

Walk down to the watchtower
And with the right kind of eyes
See waves roll in and over
Never could you see the watermark

The ground is shaking
From all the people below
One thing I’ve learned from this is
What you reap is what you sow

Man marches through the rust and dust
The burning fields will soon be ashes
Bodies woven in smoke and skin
And clouds descend to the sea
I see the bonds that tie belief
For this I choose to sink
I see the bonds that tie belief
For this I choose to sink

Walk down to the watchtower
And with the obscure shapes
See smoke roll in and over
Never will we see the lights