Artifacts Of The Black Rain

歌词

Stood there leaning to the city moon,

Casting silhouettes tall to grip her white rooms

The black-clad voyeur in his black-clad masque

In the serpentine sun of tragedy basked

Stood there cursing at the soul-dead mass

With their fabled illusions, the vain dreams that passed

Splinters of a life rushing by in the whirl

Alone, silent warrior in a fantasy world

So, swept in the shroud of misanthropia he went away

And fed the empty galleries

With the artifacts of the black rain

Sunken into the shadows with a dry, sardonic smile

He made the footprints a part of his heart

To rouse a sacred confrontation

Stood there carving on the monument to lies

Digging of the Earth, making friends with the soil

As the all-mother rises and bares her bleeding thighs

He disappears into her cold, icy womb

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