A Hollow Visage Lyrics

Enter, these weary waters
Too long they've beaten the earth –
Never to bring peace again
Embittered, spiteful foam.

To wander, to be carried forth
As dead carrion wash ashore –
No purpose, no flight, no instinct
As they submit to cold malignance

What moved now lies still
What loved now is dead
I pray not for redemption
I pray for nothing at all

For what decrepit vision of god
Made in imperfect countenance
Could atone for such failed creatures
Made of ash – made of weakness?

Swept away to distant waters...

To fail to secure hedonistic want does not true failure make
To endure, to breathe when such breathing stings is our calling – our purpose.

So here, at these rocks, taste bitter defeat and know this is not the end
Inevitable sharp rocks cut deep and takes my broken words.

A sermon to true existence
A curse to the bestial soul

To endure, to breathe

Look to the ocean – knowing not what comes or
What was and only – only what is true

Take these ashes – take these dreams of worlds to come
Only self remains – only what is true