Scribed in Carnelian Gashes Lyrics

A sorrow too vast to be contained by any name
Grew boundless once you gave it your own

Breathe in the violence of moments laid waste
The yellowing bruise of verses defaced
A crestfallen pawn, drained and miscast
Nailed to the failure for which you shrewdly asked

The Summer-scented sowing spoiled by the stench of treason
An epilogue to rob us of everything but scars
Suddenly the day we chased was no longer worth seizing
No need for rhyme and reason when the script is but a farce
Just one mind left beyond easing in a maze of chains and bars

Parched and blinded
Wandering orchards of stone
Side by side through the dreadful divide
That your deeds had watchfully grown

No longer at one with sunless hours
Glanced past the spoils of what faith devours
Saw you there in a convulsive blink
When seasons collapsed over the brink

Take this tattered end you so longed to relive
You always knew it's more than I would ever have to give
Now I know that the claws which rent my sanity you held all too dear
The wolf on your threshold, the one you love to fear

So paint me a shadow to rest my worn eyes
Reap every stabwound and make it your prize
But think not of me when those hollows ache and burn
Just whisper farewell now, I shall never return
Speak not of forgiveness nor blame
The door I've shut is all I claim

Cast into a life where even pain sells out
You may turn away from these words of dismay
But where will you hide from what your broken fate spells out?

The way you stood there motionless as our house burned down
Still grips my thoughts and scrapes my spine with echoes of the loss I had found

Taste the wages of weakness, so deceptively effortless to attain
Constellations lay dormant but our promised dawn lies slain

So precious little to strive for, even less to hold on to
I did not stay to see you smothered as night tides rolled on through
Pages scribed in scarlet within the wrong book
This incomplete chapter is what your blindness took
Like a stream forever bound to its course
This gaping void remains, as all else, only yours