Ethos Fermata Lyrics

I eyed through the substance of all meaning,
realized the purpose of existence and decay
and weaved as another Penelope the perseverance of my end.

I sipped all of this catastrophe I was given,
became the vicarious of what the Reaper represents
and my irritating heart clenched many hands on the cross.

I lacerated all of Man's fake will,
shattered their deceiving, modest words
and burned their promises - left on the cuff.

I drank from the pond of everlasting breath,
settled their dead oxygen hash
and inhaled all of the luscious deceit they've luxuriated.

What kind of hypocrisy shall I render
to gain the trust of those weak hearts?
I denied to offer another lie or a tainted truth.

I'd rather be maimed than become a sour hope
in their bitter, wistful lives.
I chose to stutter the truth even if it's painful.

My intents are wiser than ignorance.
Scraping away the filthy holiness
that lairs in the body foam of sin's dangers!

Sickle hands cure smeared,
wounded angel's paddle,
the lore of minds seeped with true knowledge:

Through the grains of darkness, I swing
as a drain of cleansing rain!