A New Light (Funeral Mist)

Tidal wave! Blood and black, the second sinner dreams today... Dying waters, pregnant darkness, and there will be strange events in theskiesintheskiesinthe- skies, "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. 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- theskiesintheskiesinthe- skies, "AGAIN!" The blood of Cain replies, I swallow the dust of a thousand deaths, in search for the word that can lay waste the world. 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.