Burning glances nocturnal devotionsnawaken the dreaming dead bereftnof vengeance and in the horizonnwraith of a messianic failurenfalse visions moons waningnpantheon of obsidian seraphim.nWringing my hands drowns your blessing.nA monument to heavens a silhouettenof the tired is death the onlyndoorway or just an infinitenending questions and contradictionsnyour sewn mouth secrets I've had allnI can stomach my apathynhas blinded me castingnmy failures to the windnand still death waitsnabove and below me on the wanenthis intention lies broken shadowsnwringing my hands drowns yournblessing and so it rained fire in lightnof my reason what have I donento deserve this and so we weptnand so we wept and so we weptnn