The Spectral Evildence - Blackthorn

As I glide with Them

through visions and spaces…

Wake from your sleep at once

Arise from the semi dead…

…It becomes so hard

to find my old traces…

…Down there you’re in danger

Inhale and open your eyes!

Those who know do not speak

Those who speak do not know

Don’t hide your scorn

Glory to the lone

Don’t conceal your scorn

Glory to the mass

Shame to the lone

You can transform

into a storm

and tear the world down

You can transshape

You can escape

Just leave behind

Their morbid mind

Beware!

Defences fall in the blink of an eye

There is a chink in your armor, my instinct cannot lie

II

Execrate my name

Strip me to the skin…

Speak and you will be heard

Still left without answers at all…

…Cast a stone at me

To engrave this sin

…For theirs are the symbols

And always yours are the words

Those who know do not speak

Those who speak do not know

Here is your home

The place where you belong

May this dark be my home

til I find the place

Where I belong

The human being shall be separated from the vale of tears,

Sublime yet sequacious

…To walk the shining worlds that levitate above the black surface of times

May that epiphany dispel all the ephemeral things

So long I have been

waiting here within

the circle of chalk

Now let this plague stalk

It is time for me

To break myself free

Nothing left to say

Get out of my way

Don’t stand in my way