Ghost of Perdition

Ghost of mother Lingering death Ghost on mother's bed Black strands on the pillow Contour of her health Twisted face upon the head

Ghost of perdition Stuck in her chest A warning no one read Tragic friendship Called inside the fog Pouring venom brew deceiving

Devil cracked the earthly shell, foretold she was the one Blew hope into the room and said, "You have to live before you die young"

Devil cracked the earthly shell, foretold she was the one Blew hope into the room and said, "You have to live before you die young"

Holding her down Channeling darkness Hemlock for the Gods Fading resistance Draining the weakness Penetrating inner light

Road into the dark unaware Winding ever higher

Darkness by her side Spoke and passed her by Dedicated hunter Waits to pull us under Rose up to its call In his arms she'd fall Mother light received Her faithful servant's fee

In time the hissing of her sanity Faded out her voice and soiled her name And like marked pages in a diary Everything seemed clean that is unstained The incoherent talk of ordinary days Why would we really need to live? Decide what's clear and what's within a haze What you should take and what to give

Ghost of perdition A saint's premonition's unclear Keeper of holy hordes Keeper of holy whores

To see a beloved son In despair of what's to come

If one cut the source of the flow And everything would change Would conviction fall In the shadow of the righteous?

The phantasm of your mind Might be calling you to go Defying the forgotten morals Where the victim is the prey