speaking so softly, so soft and unseen
slowly they walk as though in a dream
form out of phase, a face with no kind
walking the space between space and time

don the black hood to deafen the sky
floating in space, disjointed from time
standing upright, a sight so malign
leaving their flesh and their psyche behind

blank is the face, a void of stars
gaze and behold celestial scars
breathe and imbibe, the well of your fears
to draw you to lust and rapturous tears

blind to the beast, now guiding your hand
to know your self, a once foreign land
the woods of thy self are lovely indeed
so taste of your self and walk with me

blank is thy face, a void of stars
gaze and behold celestial scars
drink in deep the loveliest tears
absent your self from pious fear

cry, denied your might and mind
a lie, a lie, they eat you alive
cry, deny their yoke to bind
a lie, a lie, you stamp out their lie

i will unbind the root of your sign
a lie, a lie, i trample your lie
cry, denied no more the parasite
fed off our love to eat us alive
fool, regard the depth of our rite
gaze and behold the innermost light
lost in aeons' cloak-of-night
your might your mind forgotten in time

speaking so softly, so soft and unseen
slowly they walk as though in a dream
form out of phase, a face with no kind
walking the space between space and time