Thresholds - This Gift Is A Curse

Giveth a name so I can come alive

I have been chasing shaddows in this mace

Catching nothing but chimeras

And now I know the lies are within the flesh

And that nothing is real but the Seventh gate

So I will carry his torch

Until my hands burn off

And beneath the threshold

I will ascend the house man built

I swallow poison until the body brakes

I take everything you give until my body dies

All will wither, all will fade

Give me a name so I can become a god

I am a ruin in their eyes

This is the throne I sit upon

I carve the gospel into its frame

In symbols of ash and blood

And now I know the lies are within the flesh

And that nothing is real but the Seventh gate

Oh I see all, I see all

I am the end, I am the end of light