Of Gods Bereft Of Grace Songtext
von Xanthochroid

Come, release your hate
Revile your pain
Lay down the weight
Crushing your soul

Oh, the well lit halls of my home
Painted by polyphony

May I find some peace
Solace In this harmony
Built from broken, nameless sound

Hear colors unseen
Cast from their mouths
Halls once well lit
Dampened and dim


Have you grasped the infinite?
Can you feel the weight of eternity?
Mocking, mangling
Smothering you with hands that never shake

Reveal to me
Those glorious wanton days

At last I feel
The truth is gripping me

I can scarcely draw my breath
My soul is drifting toward
The valley deep within

Melt my heart O music
Let flow your stream
Resonant chambers of rage
Passion or fear

Melt my heart O music
Let flow your stream
Resonant chambers of rage
Contentment, passion or fear
Life to ever-sleep, to ever sleep


For only you can strike us with your magic