Pieta Lyrics
| Band | |
|---|---|
| Album | Second Skin of Harlequin(2006) |
| Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
| Genres | Symphonic Black Metal |
| Labels | World Chaos |
| Ranked | #256 for 2006 , #8,297 all-time |
Album rating : 73.7 / 100
Votes : 9
Votes : 9
3. Pieta (4:06)
Your smile so dim, your eyes alive
A gesture hides a vicious lie
Your face so clean, but deep inside
I know you're hiding something
A trace so faint, a chisel's scar
Carved piece by piece who you are
His head held high, but deep inside
I know you're hiding something
Pieta, you're the one and only truly holy sculpture
So now... sentenced by the divine tool I wheel he falls down
A crack and crackle, a thin black sear
Upon the surface pale and raw
Frozen for now, neatly carved
Deep in silence, clutching at straws
I crush the face, the crumbling lines
An expanding maze that seems alive
Again alone, you're face is gone
Still I see no confession coming from
Your soul, your core, your hand, your son
Still I know you're hiding something
I sit and wait, then un-create
My mind confused and filled with hate
I marvel at our common fate
Still I know you're hiding something
Pieta, you're the one and only truly holy sculpture
So now... sentenced by the divine tool I wheel he falls down
Another crack upon the marble
Disfigurement I don't even enjoy
I see it now, though in vain
I see how perfect art is pain
And as I make you dissolve
I see the secret that I have destroyed
A gesture hides a vicious lie
Your face so clean, but deep inside
I know you're hiding something
A trace so faint, a chisel's scar
Carved piece by piece who you are
His head held high, but deep inside
I know you're hiding something
Pieta, you're the one and only truly holy sculpture
So now... sentenced by the divine tool I wheel he falls down
A crack and crackle, a thin black sear
Upon the surface pale and raw
Frozen for now, neatly carved
Deep in silence, clutching at straws
I crush the face, the crumbling lines
An expanding maze that seems alive
Again alone, you're face is gone
Still I see no confession coming from
Your soul, your core, your hand, your son
Still I know you're hiding something
I sit and wait, then un-create
My mind confused and filled with hate
I marvel at our common fate
Still I know you're hiding something
Pieta, you're the one and only truly holy sculpture
So now... sentenced by the divine tool I wheel he falls down
Another crack upon the marble
Disfigurement I don't even enjoy
I see it now, though in vain
I see how perfect art is pain
And as I make you dissolve
I see the secret that I have destroyed
Second Skin of Harlequin - Lyrics
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