Oblivious Shades - Enthroned

As a corrupted spring

The «righteous man» falls down before the wicked

For the men to search their own glory is not glory

He that has no rule over his own spirit is like a broken edifice

Without its walls

Recognition is not seemly for a fool

Sew the lips and nail the tongue of the pretender

Thorns through the limbs of those figures of great failure

Swarm of rats, vermins of the saviour

As the dove tangled within barbed wire

Limping oblivious shades

Come behind my eyes

A whip for the horse a bridle for the ass and a rod as for the fools daily bread

As coals are to the burning coals and wood to the fire

So is a contentious man to kindle strife

Thy ghostly self shall be chewed and disappear within the depths of your own

deceive

They call out o your blind sight

Canting from dusk 'til dawn, on and on the Gospel of blood, but howis it to

become whole?

Shall you come to the edge f reason or stand which eyes tight shut?

Thou so gracioulsy ill shade of grey

The face of righteousness shall be the everlasting embrace within thy blood and

devoured soul