Mine to Reap - Portrait

The moon was full

That night I called upon your soul

Through your image by water

A million faces

Yet they’re all one and the same

Now unmasked by our legions

An astral rape

To fetch your shadow soon to be

Bathed and cursed in my poison

And as I shake

The marked jar in which you lie

You shall taste our reprisal

Once so loud, now soul-bound

For Him to keep

Com closer, false prophet

You’re mine to reap

Upon you burn

The candles lit in rage

Carrying forth all our blessings

Forever graceless

Undressed in shame you’re standing now

'til the good time of harvest comes

Once so loud, now soul-bound

For Him to keep

Com closer, false prophet

You’re mine to reap

The walls around you… they are crumbling

Your angelic shield… now crumbling