Vagrant God - The Pathos Weavers lyrics

Veils of incense circling. Altering sabres of modest evening Light. Serenity. A blur of details gesturing a familiar face Forging the lament of my despondency. The gloom of Knowing, the shame reaped in falling. A pining halo Intent on losing all. I lay in the earth my memories of Heaven's birth and ashes that swathe its humble end this Day. A tide of sweet elusive air filters through the parlour Walls enfolding me. Endlessly. The glowing kindling Then compiles a gentle sneer, and the smoke is losing its Solid figure. The gloom of knowing, the shame reaped in Falling. A pining halo intent on losing all. I lay in the earth My memories of heaven's birth and ashes that swathe Its humble end this day. Crestfallen night lacing cobalt Curtains. Hung towering with picturesque folds. The Morrow's vanguard they are. Clandestine, intriguing and Arrogant. Will they invite me or leave me cold. The qualm Is riled on my throat. The gloom of knowing, the shame Reaped in falling. A pining halo intent on losing all. I lay In the earth my memories of heaven's birth and ashes that Swathe its humble end this day