Apotheosis Lyrics

Apotheosis

In hermitage I may wash away the pain.
Strongholds will ward off apathy.
Children, leave these walls for
Zephyr will look the ebon door.

Tears of dread stain a decript face,
Soak the garden and rust the brazen lock.
Morn sees a god in solitude
As torrid skies announce the daily drab.

Maniac laughter escapes a selfish mouth,
Silence is the answer as summer leaves the castle walls.

Autumn's golden scent perfumes his paradise
Yet northern skies fortell of dreary and darkened days

And the windows still remain untouched and barred,
They hide an anchorite who sighs for his private apotheosis.

Outside the autumn lord bids farewell, frightened by the old man's dream
Gives way to winter's icy reign, passing bells applauding in the haze.