BlackHole Son

Look at that Shining Crown With tips made from the edge of the Universe Distorted as it may be, As whole constellations were crushed beneath your reign Just to dot the Eye And cross* Purgatory Where the Titans wonder And only You* are My dark expose And the shadows are made to plunder And God only knows... It's nothing without light to bend And the dark only masks it's true intent The Void wears Its' crown of horns For the Son of Man to begin again With righteous indignation, And a fist wrought back, full of mercy ... And vengeance... And a blessing wrapped in blood shed The Lamb was traded for a Lion And the Crown is Now, in These claw-like hands And a Sword to cut through the Veil For the Bride is even yet To be wed Que the comeback song. ©palewriter