Funeral Mist — A New Light

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Tidal wave! blood and black,
the second sinner dreams today…
Dying waters, pregnant darkness,
and there will be strange events in the sky
intheskiesintheskies, «REVENGE!» the blood of Abel cries,
I swallow the dust of a thousand deaths,
in search for the word that can lay waste to the world.

Behold the new light,
radiant sun to our master’s shame
Harken burning words
Brand new soul from a brand new pain

My throat is a thousand open graves,
thousand cataclysms, thousand open graves,
Yes, I am the perfect image of God,
come hither, soul, I am the way!
Iure divino, I am the way!
Ecce signum, I am the way!
To both above and below,
so then because thou art lukewarm,
and neither cold nor hot,
I will spue thee out of my mouth,
out of my Eden, into a world of gravity gone mad…
Thy famous pillars topyle,
thy candlestick removed,
thy roots are dried up.

A new sun, O golden Death!
The sons of the red earth must face our rays,
sun of perdition, O dawn of ash,
and there will be strange events in the sky
intheskiesintheskies, «AGAIN!» the blood of Cain replies,
I swallow the dust of a thousand deaths,
in search for the word that can laye waste the world.

Behold the new light,
radiant sun to our master’s shame
Harken burning words
Brand new soul from a brand new pain

Now let thy blood speak unto the Lord
«MY BLOOD IS SILENT!» cried the whore,
I inhale the song of a thousand wounds,
in search for Redemption.