[Lyric] For the Leader With Strings Music (Subterranean Masquerade)

Damn your confessionals, I am in pain
Damn your forgiveness
And damn all you stand for
I need no witness
I need no pardoner
Your grand inquisition
Shall fear my return

Forgetful
As if the moments
Are all away
(Away the storm had swept me)

Over the razor is over the rainbow that seizured the first-born, both Moses and Pharaoh had loved all too well - the eyes of your nations are blurred by the dust of a soldier once fallen, oh how can't you tell?

Poisonous are your fields of sleep
I do not sympathize none of your troubles!

And vengeance likе an enterprise
A towеring bygone
Dims a collective recollection
A blanket of longing, as vast as my heart
For the leader, a Psalm, a song that detonates
My own song of ascents. Hear me!
No lord no king no one to resonate
My time runs dry, my blood runs drier

Anoite the earth with ornaments
With ointments my tongue was oiled

Benevolent bereavement beyond achievement dims a light beam
Be on your way, be gone to bend the tombs of tomorrow, toe by toe the tonsil grows so cancerous, ra ra ra rainmaker born and burnt and buried there must be something more more the more the more the merrier but nothing comes to mind...