Crossroads

I'm the king of things And lord of hordes A vessel of bloodiest wrath Traveler of the broken path Reigning at the crossroads of misfortune Destined to suffer like some unredemptive Christ Echo chamber of grief of grief of grief Resounding lonely off the walls Grey tones longing dimly down the halls For belief's relief relief How did I come to my throne? Ruling empty halls of stone Sitting robed and crowned alone Surrounded by the whispers of the ghosts Of everyone I've ever known I just want to go Back to the past Oh I want to be naive I don't want to know what I know I just want to believe Are you there now are you there now Like a shadow on the floor? Ebbing inklike black Beneath the crack under the door My son, my son Oh Absalom! Lover and liver of your life Master of your own demise Can you stand in the void? Who can stand in the void? The ashen remains of all you once enjoyed Can you stand in the void? Who can stand in void? Laughing in the ruins of everything you've destroyed I just want to go Back to the past Oh I want to be naive I don't want to know what I know I just want to believe Please Father do not crush me In your hands of whitest bone Please don't leave me stranded To walk these shadowlands alone