The Distorting Light - Immolation

Turbulent images, what’s false and what’s real

A world viewed through a filtered eye

Conceal the truths we refuse to believe

Cloud our vision, distorting it all

The wicked and corrupt surround us

Their perpetual horrors so blurred

Creating the visions that mislead us

Hiding the terror we’re not meant to see

War torn and ravaged

Justify the death

The dead will never challenge

The means to our end

Dark light so blinding

The truth is never clear

Our paradise of wonder

Crumbles before our very eyes

Feel its hot rays shine down upon us

Its scorching radiance forms burning apparitions of fear

A world turned on end

Where devils become Gods

Born into the chaos

We seek the divine

Cast in its light, soothing and calm

But what will we see when the light is gone