Runes (Feast On The Dead)

I stare into a mirror

And feast on the dead!

A toxic suicide done here

And I know it's all in my head!

A clever way to blind the lost

And when it's over one word is said!

I like to feel nothing when she comes

Valiant love replaced by consuming dread!

I am a lamb of God, it's myself I crucify

I am the Virgin Mother, bleed to hell and dry!

Always running, and never learning

She never rejected me before

But as she sinks her teeth in me

I wonder how I become the whore

I stare into a mirror

And feast on the dead!

When the flesh is gone what will remain?

When the light is gone what will sustain?

Separated by worlds

Barricaded by nothing less than words

I can't help but wonder why I devour the dead

Can you fell me when you are sleeping?

Can you take from me what I am keeping?

Do you really go into the looking glass with me?

Do you really want to feel all the glass and see what I see?

How is your God going to follow you where no God lives?

How is your armor made so strong but can't stand my little shivs?

I stare into a mirror

And feast on the dead!

A toxic suicide done here

And I know it's all in my head!

A clever way to blind the lost

And when it's over one word is said!

I like to feel nothing when she comes

Valiant love replaced by consuming dread!

I am a lamb of God, it's myself I crucify

I am the Virgin Mother, bleed to hell and dry!

As man devours man the sun is setting

As the woman cries murder isn't helping

Saved from a fire of the flesh

But still inseparable from this mind
One part of the all-knowing mesh

But still part of the this wunderkind

One kiss amidst the troubled sea

One kiss on our last night in the breeze

One kiss up in the great white tree

And still I feast upon the dead

This prison is obscurity in my head

And like a mirror in the dark

I bring unwelcome guests with me

I know she'll never come back with me

And when all this passes from me

I am left so alone in my skin

With no heart but my own beating with my breath

And the mirror shows me myself again

I am left with so much hate within

With nothing to comfort me but the promise of death

And still....

I stare into a mirror

And feast on the dead!

A toxic suicide done here

And I know it's all in my head!

A clever way to blind the lost

And when it's over one word is said!

I like to feel nothing when she comes

Valiant love replaced by consuming dread!

I am a lamb of God, it's myself I crucify

I am the Virgin Mother, bleed to hell and dry!