The Devil's Blood - I Was Promised A Hunt lyrics

[part III - ...and the holy c*nt spewed forth abomination] To turn back at the threshold of salvation To erase ones name from the book of life To delve deep into the heart of the darkness For a truth one could never find I want nothing And in return give all Until all is nothing And nothing all I know that to act is pointless And pointlessness holy I cast grain in unclean ground And see potential drowned I see you I feel you I hear you I smell you I taste you You are as clear As crystal You are as dark As blood You are as beautiful As a blazing flame You are as unforgiving As frozen ground Your are as fleeting as a gust of wind [part II - wielding the hammer of the dead] I am carried forth By a great wind A powerful tug At the strings of my heart That urges me onward Through the listless times And shields me from its foetid grime Wind blowing, moon glowing, the owl goes by I cradle this fear deep within my heart I gaze upon the forests of the great divide And ask myself: “Am I ready now, to depart?” But for all its blessing and all its gifts The unrelenting waves of the world set me adrift And when at night the spirits are roiling through the sky I wish for wings so I could join their lawless ride But unseen hands grasp toward my throat I feel their horrid warmth as the sun does rise to gloat Defiant I remain and (even though) I lost all that I had I greet the dawn with the hammer of the dead For ever present is the song of my salvation And my words were never meant for you to hum And even though my voice is choked with Joy My song is a call for Grief to come [part I - upon the aimless path] To die is to learn a wisdom shiny A wealth of ruby revelation That the well of endless desperation Still hides, in deep blue glow, All that was ever ours to know. And so we set forth on an aimless path The horizon, a who*e, pregnant with repudiation We carry on in indignant illumination Ever onward, with blood-stained skin, til the inception of the End’s Begin The fortitude of the anti-current Is in the blood we bleed To share in your pain Oh thou perfected nameless flame We call thee by thy first given name Vicious love so hungry and filled with ire my god is a consuming fire, a jealous God. [prologue] The fragrance of tomorrow And tomorrow and tomorrow, Incremental in our purpose Toward nothing we are aiming, We are slipping, sliding, drowning and fighting On a desperate and holy road We shatter the boundaries before us Brothers Sisters In the solitude of god And the waters of nothingness A constant reminder That we Are Nowhere