Gone by the rain's holy bard
I sleep with the devil, take his mark
I'm sleeping in a hallowed septic marsh
I'm gone by the haze, by the dark
And I summoned what I fear
Words departed, departed here
Sacrifice me slow, dull the blade
Rob it all, my sanity
A rose and a sword, it's a thorned device
I hold the haze but you're holding the knife
On a solid road of alibis
Set ablaze, it's a demon's high
Detonate crows in fields of rye
I sleep golden hearted by the tide
Suffocate your saraph, let her starve
I'm done with the double-edged swords
