The Watchful Eye & The Old Way Lyrics

The constant dirge of mortality and sin
Ranking your wondering sensibilities
This world your passions cried
Is no dying sin-tr (sic)
But a glorious reflection of all Divinity
O' yes, you found her

Denied your inspiration by the hanging god's words
You sought out darker corners
To find the source of your muse
O' yes, you found her

Slowly lower your eyes
Stare intently at the dwelling
Several of the Names
Do not have words
But a seal for each name
Has been given through the vale
But a seal for each name
Has been given through the vale

And she made you her own
There is no longer room in your soul for lies
O' yes, you found her
O' yes, you found her