Crucifixion - Sick Are The Shadows Of Reality

The unclean and corrupt
Liars untold millions
Blended in dirt, common earth
Religion fake religion
The sacreligious are infectious
Belief in those who have gone
Dragons unite at dawn

As he is lain a child is maimed
and a mother grieves on an unmarked tomb
recollecting gloomy moments
sorrows without the taste of tears
that invoke forboding manes
to talk of their reposing years

The unclean and corrupt
Liars untold millions
Blended in dirt, common earth
Religion fake religion
The sacreligious are infectious
Belief in those who have gone
Dragons unite at dawn

Diseased ridden peasants aside
diseased ridden villages
bound to their fields
as the harvest drifts away,
cold air climbs over flesh
that once stood and walked to thee
reviving old places of thought
and sudden immortality

A gripping silence stands alone
with the ever changing wind
Decieving eye that sees all truth
flies within the sky
Destroying many unborn sons
that have forgotten to survive
and living men wander blind
on a path that has no end

Good land of the living dead
that soars across this place
Decaying damned unaware
as torture suddenly reappears
Destroying many unborn sons
that have forgotten to survive
and living men wander blind
on a path that has no end

Leave it as it seems to the
bloodbath of the seasons
Gravely warning bleeding days
that spread upon creation
Above nears a promise
meant to keep forever
The burden of its rested clan
bring forth his dire pain

Mourning comes to seize
the day evolving in grief
All the shadows fled away
sinking through beneath
Mortifier open denier
of the word of the lords
Stranger only deranger
deliverance mourns in flames

Leave it as it seems to the
bloodbath of the seasons
Gravely warning bleeding days
that spread upon creation
Above nears a promise
meant to keep forever
The burden of its rested clan
bring forth his dire pain

A gripping silence stands alone
with the ever changing wind
Decieving eye that sees all truth
flies within the sky
Destroying many unborn sons
that have forgotten to survive
and living men wander blind
on a path that has no end

Mourning comes to seize
the day evolving in grief
All the shadows fled away
sinking through beneath
Mortifier open denier
of the word of the lords
Stranger only deranger
deliverance mourns in flames

Fall within grace
fall within man
brings violent ends
or violent beginnings,
malidictious errors all thrown to seek
of a cure worse than disease

Farewell the weak still fall
fearin certain times of war
Perished amounts rest on a lake
of human faults and treasures
Paradise monuments catastrophe
imaginings together feed
Corpse of all that's decided
trepidation fills their voided minds

Plagues among fiery plagues
nearing is declined,
winds of people that have said
once it's closed it will always hold
Disgraced through death in a crowded place
that isn't seen or heard
among the roaming eyes
help is not of found as we all
lay to seep into bloodsoaken ground

Lurking fallen descendants
thereafter come in peace
Lurking fallen descendants
thereafter come in peace
Lurking fallen descendants
thereafter come in peace
Lurking fallen descendants
thereafter come in peace

Farewell the weak still fall
fearin certain times of war
Perished amounts rest on a lake
of human faults and treasures
Paradise monuments catastrophe
imaginings together feed
Corpse of all that's decided
trepidation fills their voided minds

"You alone, alone can god become
for fear of loss since no one won,
inseperable at last
suffering is the sense of humanity,
relieve yourself destructive globe
here is where good and evil
slowly come to weep
as if the angels almost died."

Two children desecrate me
wasting others to our sides,
crawling swound's let us speak
destined not to wrong us

Two children desecrate me
wasting others to our sides,
crawling swound's let us speak
destined not to wrong us

Cess of both majesties,
the sun sets in hell
On the other side of hades,
the light is seen burning through

Desert almost free you smile,
flowing relics wish them gone
Shattered hills leave traces
wounds of echo forgone is all
Hopes of doom's great image
remembrancer of what's to come

As the crumbling is heard
throughout the hills
the light straight kills the wrong
and as the heavens are bent
in full disgust
the fire straight kills the right

Two children desecrate me
wasting others to our sides,
crawling swound's let us speak
destined not to wrong us

Two children desecrate me
wasting others to our sides,
crawling swound's let us speak
destined not to wrong us

Cess of both majesties,
the sun sets in hell
On the other side of hades,
the light is seen burning through

The deep along the treacher's arm
but the wind blew not their way
Perilious sought to win the war
abstracting life as wrong
Unbelief towards the other side
mind and fear divide
Drawn amiss imagination
lines of age describe
Harrowers of the only hope
a place beyond the wake
Slaughtered in their very sleep
they dream and die alive

Last hope of the unhomed
Defeated it seems
A shriek of a scream
of a thousand shrieks

Last hope of the unhomed
Defeated it seems
A shriek of a scream
of a thousand shrieks

Tales of slick shredded blood
and merely blasted skulls
Horror in their left eyes
the wounds upon the search
Unbelief towards the other side
mind and fear divide
Drawn amiss imagination
lines of age describe
Harrowers of the only hope
a place beyond the wake
Slaughtered in their very sleep
they dream and die alive

Creeping up the downfall,
acid fills the plain
Choosing headless people
to guide these three arm men

Becometh of the unspeakable
horrors unprepared
never knowing wondering
and thinking of the anger
Miseries that summon one's own spirit
to call upon the sands,
abruptly stopping time
determined to move on

Celestial or demonical
walking hand in hand
laughing at the faces
condemned to feel the loss

Faith in not to die
still there is no pity
from all those who choose
committing the art of taking lives

Let me leave in peace
help me rid the shame
deliver I to paradise
and scorch away my pain
Sitting of my statues
that know of no mortality
forever frozen pictures
paint the sickness of reality

Distraught as in confusing
tripping as we walk
and the whistles in our ears
warn us of our steps
and where they want to lead

Starving moments releave
the burdens and the problems
but all that stays behind
falling on other shoulders
They say that it is all written
somewhere is a lie
change is inevitable
damn that hand that wrote it

We all see the flowers
as they glide onto cold ground
landing there lifeless
taking up pure space,
there are no promises
nothing seems to be certain
I send him to your keeping
somewhere beyond our world

Let me leave in peace
help me rid the shame
deliver I to paradise
and scorch away my pain
Sitting of my statues
that know of no mortality
forever frozen pictures
paint the sickness of reality

Why the innocent punished?
Why the sacrifice?
Sick are the shadows of reality
Sick are the shadows of reality

Released from all darkness for reasons not known
but from end always comes new beginnings
Sick are the shadows of reality
Sick are the shadows of reality
Sick are the shadows of reality
Sick are the shadows of reality

Chambers and rooms with embedded dust,
disappearing and healing in open graves
enliven with miseries of once held beliefs
deformed rivers participate
Temptation yearns in bellowed moans
as the clock it turns backwards
through up from a narrow rest
to shower the race with agony

Walk the rains that are mocked
Resentment brings the end

Chambers and rooms with embedded dust,
disappearing and healing in open graves
enliven with miseries of once held beliefs
deformed rivers participate
Temptation yearns in bellowed moans
as the clock it turns backwards
through up from a narrow rest
to shower the race with agony

Walk the rains that are mocked
Resentment brings the end

Awaken chanting corpses,
evading what was left to judge
Dreary thinking nightmares,
devouring inside a million days
Forlorn tired figures,
knowledge leaves an empty space

Underlying immense beast,
that soon decides to crawl
Beheaded destitute children,
swimming in bedarken waters
Open remaining vaults,
apparitions even feel the air

Sleeper of sensation
slowly taking pace to alleviate some sickness
Sleeper of sensation
crossed too far, too far to come and see

Awaken chanting corpses, evading
what was left to judge
Dreary thinking nightmares,
devouring inside a million days
Forlorn tired figures,
knowledge leaves an empty space

Underlying immense beast, that
soon decides to crawl
Beheaded destitute children,
swimming in bedarken waters
Open remaining vaults,
apparitions even feel the air

Chambers and rooms with embedded dust,
disappearing and healing in open graves
enliven with miseries of once held beliefs
deformed rivers participate
Temptation yearns in bellowed moans
as the clock it turns backwards
through up from a narrow rest
to shower the race with agony

Walk the rains that are mocked
Resentment brings the end

Chambers and rooms with embedded dust,
disappearing and healing in open graves
enliven with miseries of once held beliefs
deformed rivers participate
Temptation yearns in bellowed moans
as the clock it turns backwards
through up from a narrow rest
to shower the race with agony

Walk the rains that are mocked
Resentment brings the end

Perdition laughs as autumn leaves descend
empty is the heart of their past
Venture the hanging image
wondering what they wish to tell
that persecution has no name
Last hold to their souls
weak was the will of this worm
Sinner of all that is sin,
but before the storms die down
answer to all that is guilt

Punisher abandons rejects what is given
so terror finally recedes
Overturn with one's own hand,
to wear the king's thorned crown
Ending journey unearths
the appalling loss of life

Death of the sky, but at morn it's reborn
dangling in misery
Nothing is forgiven, eternally blessed
companions all rot
Contemplate sympathy choice of self-ruin
hand in deliberately
Death knell, passing bell, tolling dirge
woods for the suicides

Church of black forest
walls devoured by desperate cries
Follow thy hollow path,
and of all the sights to watch,
wash away all sight
yet to be unleashed
and the breeze brings home the tides
of those who were buried inverted

Woods for the suicides

Together they belong
in a prison for the wrong
so the ripples take their precious time
to cleanse them of morbidity