Woe of Tyrants Follow

Singing woe to me and my crimson needs
The shallow waters warm quickly in the sun
What a process to undivine
The season that refuses life

In the depths of the furthest reach
There's a hall to be found where the portraits scream
Each reflecting the memory of a soul I've laid to waste
A red lantern sparks a fire towards a doorway down the hall

Stepping into darkest keep
Lungs constrict the chance to breathe
The air is thick with threnody, a grief ridden hymn

As I grasp for a comets tail
A chance for passage forth, I fail
With the Venus' captivating glory out of reach

When the stars I see fail to show me what I seek
The collapsing novas' flare shows space is breathing
The brightest of the cosmos sons can't luminate the day
As the sun that sets allows their reign with power to take away

There is a heart of all which beats brilliantly, unobscured

Tumultuous pause in time
As a great void reinstates the growing sense of urgency
A pause in time
This black hole reveals the cunning taunt of lunacy
Oh, pause in time
As the great voice reinstates the sense of lunacy

This is when vision fails, one silent apparition
This is when vision fails, hiding in awe

This humbled hand won't be renounced or slapped aside
This forged confession will be denied
This humbled hand won't be renounced or slapped aside
But this confession will be denied tonight

This is when vision fails, one silent apparition
This is when vision fails, hiding in awe

This humbled hand won't be renounced
This forged confession will be denied
Denied, denied

Singing woe to me and my crimson needs
The shallow waters warm quickly in the sun
What a process to undivine