At the Well - Neurosis

This is no soil to forgive

The blaze of a helios sky

Rage will blossom into iron

Blind as a worm in the earth

Our pain will rise

And breath a new dawn

When the illusion clears

All we are is blood

We gnaw and pull at the root

A starved beast with the mind of a fool

Skin stretched over bone cannot hide

The way we are bleeding inside

Beyond vision bears the drum

Blood makes no excuse

The one eyed all become kings

While shadows creep from dark holes

A taste of acidic bitter

Burns the voice out of the skull

Smoke from a gaping wound

Spirit already flown

Views eternal from a sunken eye

Over a bride of spectral light

Winds wither, rake, and weather

Prophecy flows in whispers

In a shadow world

We hide in light

The paths become clear, the road’s true

Oaths have been sworn

The temporal spiral away

Among the teeth of time