Waken the beast inside you
It rouses once to stay
Shackles holding it down
Are that of third eye slain
A whisper into it’s ear
Mere tap on it’s shoulder
A piece of art in flesh is seared
Enwrapped in space
Banished in time

If some crouch in fear of the light
And others dread the dark
No lore is heard
While mortals hark

The summoning of spheres exiled
Soothing of the tortured
Taming of the wild
Let will unhindered
You with yourself reconcile

Some crouch in fear of the light
And others dread the dark
But you let servitude fade
Expose yourself
To bear the mark

If I could reach you
In your veiled world
Before I perish in my dreams

...Circling walk...
...Purile talk...
...Mediocre...
...Mindsteeds balk...
...Symbols distort...
We retort!

Prescribed creeds by highest bids
Into four winds I blast your seven seeds
Once our art poison-stings
Into four winds blast their stipulated for sins

If I could reach you
In your veiled world
Before I pass along this stream

The world, resistlessly gleaming
Spat upon our candles
Our brethren were slain
And tortured

Something was woven into shape
As lives are fashioned to drapes...
...and burnt...

Thus far we suffered the sense
Thus far we learnt

"Come to me, dreaming, my vision has withered apart
Perilous breathing - you’ll know when I start
To be your beautyful
BLACK, swirl, serve my verve, I dare you to turn
Resistlessly gleaming I’ll ignite your herd."

Nations grieve, as structures falter
Cloudclad paths - yours to alter this seed
(Or watch your)
Downcast dominions on earth bleed

We, threads of thought, may come to naught
And this, our task, may be the last

Yet
We refused to be fashioned to drapes
That’s when sickening focused our screams
For world deprieved

We, threads of thought, may come to naught
And lore we sought may end up bought

Yet
We refused to be fashioned to drapes
It was no posing or trick
We grew sick

All lyrics by Draconic