THE BEAST

https://funebrehun.bandcamp.com https://www.facebook.com/khrulmusic BEGGARS OF BLINDING TIME Sorrow gather poisoned words for the soul Carven deep upon the door of the heart So ends the pitiful reign of egotism By passing will everything come to light Entering the tinted house where spirits breathe out Where all fates hang in balance like crucified dolls Beggars of blinding time - drowsing for countless lustrums Waiting for the storm to freed - when winds of hope howls A vengeful call on grace A leap of twisted fate The scars will last Until the stars fall into line And sometimes, in ghastly dry voices Like the rustling of sun-baked reeds They whisper the one word they remember from life They whisper the name of their lost Their existence more than death but less than life