As the Sun Turns to Ash - Goatwhore

Blindly walking against the outcomes of life

Hallowed

The kiss of decay in steps of two

Empty bleak carrion

Stripped of sensation

Exposing the faith of beyond on your deathbed

We are but worms in the fruit of expiration

The most forbidden fruit of disease

Unkept from dying

Lost within a distand fear

(Distant feat of dying)

This idol of absolute

Animals of the world feed war

Pathological outcast of Christ

Taking revolution for name

Glassy look of the eyes

Too deep for a living soul to stomach

Images of the afterworld

Leverage within the creation of ruin

We travel through a doorway of nothing

Enter afterlife of inverted faith

Indulging in childhood fears

To enter a mystery of ungodly ascent

(Ascend)

The never ending punishment of unfeeling to perish in a death of disregard

Oppressive association in a vague cleansing of the irate

Gold gates of the divine

Breathe more life into vanity

Material power

Human idealism

A living myth of the trials of the abnormal

Winged ugli ness in a shattered prism

Soaring the scaled impiety to lay the trap

With fruit of failure It leads our rebirth into the snake

The darkness bleeds throughout the sky in plagues

A deep breath of a martyr’s dream

Scorn of emptiness to be embraced in solitude

Inhale this freedom…

Justify our existence