Lamp of Murmuur - Forest of Hallucinations Lyrics

Spread your wings
Oh! Glorious brute angel
To desecrate and crush
The light of fallen gods
From his thoughts I have fallen
And my blood is impure
“Your seed of vengeance is my only path”
Cries the heiress as the dream dies
Like thorns made flesh
born out of sorrow
Tasting the cruel whip
Of immortality
An during that white night
Where the burning child was born
The seven spears
The seven dreams
A solitary heaven
With a chariot in its veil
Has outlived itself
Yet the remedy of rebellion
Blossoms…
(That fire that dances wildly
In the slumber of its ingenuity
One day it will rage
At the thought of its creator)
Hiding behind a pathetic wound
The fallen feathers turn to blue
With the always silent
Vigil of the black moon
A cry resounds
In the emptiness of our doom
Vigil of the black moon
Devoid
Of reason
Unchain
The path towards death
And repent…
A spirit lost
In the transient waters of divinity
Fill my eyes and limbs and everything in between
Me and this putrid desire