Father's Breath - Schammasch

Reason as curse

The plague he sent upon us

His own seed, in his own likeness

Drowned by chaining hands

Reason as name, reason as light

Descending to the sink of iniquity

To bond the bright flame

Of old mother night

Extending his reign, defining ubiquity

I drown my heart in acid tears

To soil his flesh with cold rejection

My open heart for eyes to pierce

A perfect foil to a mind’s dissection

Guided by the laws of hopelessness

Pining for redemption

I seek to eviscerate

His name, his fire, his love forever

Exhaling father’s breath

Exhaling father’s breath

To reduce the self to plain dissension

Raising secrets on his dying flame

As a monument of undimension

Where death alone is mine to claim

This gate is open now

Peeling flesh from bones and bones from spirit

I surrender mind and blood and tears of reason evermore

Unmasked as heaven’s breath

Compelled as knowledge’s death

Your will has made me what I am

And never was meant to be

I received your light, I received your wound

As a funeral rite for a heart entombed

As stigmata, envoys of the grave of holy creed

As your hand demands to fear

Your canon requires to persevere

To claim the heart of those

Pierced by such immense deceit