Even the Saints Knew Their Hour of Failure an.. - text
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
slouches towards Bethlehem to be born.
Look at the cross. Look at the void.
Even the Saints knew their hour of failure and loss.
Lifeless plains, birthing dust.
Hands of gods useless and impotent.
One billion papery tongues. Forever unknowing.
All the Waters of the Earth Turn to Blood
- A Body
- A Curse
- Empty Hearth
- Even the Saints Knew Thei..
- Song of Sarin, the Brave
- Lathspell I Name You