The Burden of Their Scars Lyrics

Awake my child, embrace the winter kiss
A cold caress of tidal fears, pulling you down to drown with me
(or him)

Don’t sleep again my child, for eternity’s breath won’t warm thy sallow eyes again, or see the future scarred
Unbarren you stand as saviour

No choice
We don’t have a choice

Hate!
Redemption’s path once trodden by a mother hated
By many scorned whose rotted, mangled feet did tread through fetid times

The spear which carved his side and rent apart
A splinter for your mind’s eye
A jagged seed which grows (and grows and grows and…)

A hand with fingers splayed and bent and snapped and shattered shall be your
Only corruption, only sedition, only release from the spiral that drips into your mouth

No blessing, no apple fresh, tainted burden
You’ll take his scars, stigmata’s crown
And infect this earth with his poison

You don’t have a choice!

As cancer grown on savage silt
In perdition’s jaws we spawn
As tumour swells to saviour soul
Into chaos’ arms we mourn

Oppression’s child or free will burning? a shard could end it all
His light, my dark, their path, our father fractured to make us fall

My hand, this world, their scars, our hopes we’ve served to kill
The tar shall smother oceans black
Could you kill what you love to save so many (hated) ?
Seven plagues corroding all

Wrath! lust! sloth! greed! envy! pride!
A gluttony
…of sins to pass to offspring born to die
To descend with hated child
To live, to breath, to need, to shun the light
No son could sear or sanctify

We have no choice
We have no choice
We have no choice

We always have a choice