Misericorde I - As the Flesh Falls

Foresight finite

Praised angels as the flesh falls

War from within

Within

'Neath armour, this withered skin

Righteous and malignant (Malignant)

This poisoned pale

Glorious putrefaction

Pray of gauntlets in gleam

Wielding lights and lies

Blessings of disease

Life's embrace, oh

Blessings of disease

Life's embrace

Malaise concealed

My shell of denial and dissonance

Darkest greys

Into the fray

Glancing of blades, the carbon tongues

Dance of crippled rebellion

Eyes, inflamed by light

Praised angels as the flesh falls

War from within

Within

Life defiled, faithless

Befouled, betrayed

Hand in hand, on hilt

Madness, divine reason

Fleeting peace

Preordained

Oh, the struggling

Waning war cry

A painted shield, my decaying portrait

Foreseen, my limned last days, oh

Days, oh

Shedding armour

Unfurled wings

Failing, alone

Hail desolation