Weave Their Barren Path - Fragments Of Unbecoming

Redefining wishes of your past — behold the realm

Dream by hellspawn withering the mold

We do not dare the distrust but a wielding life

Scourged from these displeasing eyes

No more shelter given from their path

Disclosure draining skywards — onward and never to be stopped!

I was born to reign and weave their barren path

A solitude eternally bereaved

Weave their barren path — surrounded by disconclusioned minds

Weave their barren path — retaining all their illuminating rays

Pray — another words offence

Stalkers thread — yet felt intense

Raise — another open end, leaving all my source intent

Pray — another words offence

Stalkers thread — not felt intense

Raise — another gory end, leaving not my source intent

Pathway all in vain…

Signs of their hell — forever thou molasting

Carving the stone — embarrassing in slowly (felt) torment

Disparaged voices tell

You will never reach the light, undo — or you will burn for me!

My wastelands…

Forgive me — for I have sinned, break me free from my barren path

Dead dreamers — no one can take them far from me

Await my voluntary (ness) with deception

Reborn reality — so faint, mesmerized and buried nowhere

So free me from your weaving arts!

Pray — another words offence …

Pathway all in vain …