THE BEAST

The gates are open All the barriers are weak - rotting in moonlight Whirling dance through ghostly dusk, in revel Solstice deftly frays the seams between The real, the elements, and mind Rippling footprints on the ethereal, trampled in green and gold, redirected Irradiant imprints, cryptic deceptions - to repel our enemies Ribbon of doubt lay beneath the outermost layers and spheres of thought Spun into a maze of deception Sword's cutting edge, all but invisible, crooning in frequency One in three to break, one in eight to bend Permutations flash and streak as lines written across the skies Sixteen heartbeats to repent or strike [Chorus] The gatekeepers slain, the keyholders taken A changing of guard The generals tamed, the ring-bearers broken A purging of gods Time set in crossing wormholes, cleverly wrought A curse written scarlet to displace the power of the gods Brilliant rays, weave thy working child of Tar Through the blackened threads of twilight receding Silver beam, refracted, splintering in memory Striking mirrors, throwing sparks - in delicate balance Paradigms cast in all directions A thousand eyes from shifting shadows Flowing skeins of imperfection, sickening ichor Welling up into churning shallows of gore [Chorus] [Chorus x2]