Teratisms

May the price of your heaven be this hell...

So we wander through all that is

Born up from shadows and lies

And everything that I have not

Is stained black with the blood of the blind

Whether chains of enslavement in silver

Or the glitter of the gilded cage

Are no less the bars between us

And our dreams as we march to the grave

In the horrors that breathe, of all that will be

Let us fear not the lies that they speak

Lest we are condemned to die on our knees

As dusk descends so all this must end

Let us lift up our hearts and become

The nameless damned, will you join the dance?

Of their culture's poisonous song

Let night begin, the winds whisper in

The echoing absence surrounds

To claim the means to sever the strings

To the myths to which we are bound

So we reach for the stars above us

For tomorrow may never come

And everything that I am not

Is the price of this world come undone

We are washed of the sins of the fathers

In the tears of the wounded and lost

And if we are the last of the loving

May their empires crumble to dust

If our hearts must weep for that should be

Let us fear not the worlds, which we seek

If all this must end then mourn not the ruins beneath

The names of the dead, whispered in tongues

Voices lie still, songs left unsung

Bury these words in ashes and blood

For here lie the worlds of dreamers;

Uncharted, decayed - unloved

If our hearts must break and we bear the scars

Then blind us in darkness to blot out the stars

And carve our tomorrows in the flesh of the past

So tear off this veil of humanity,

Surrender our pain at last.