[Lyric] The Play (Obsidian Sea)

1
Icy winds scream at my window
In my avian dreams I'm far away – out of time
And out of reach of your bloody claws
But they call me...

2
The honey's dripping still down the withered tree
And the only ones to taste it are the flies
Is this what they call wisdom in these parts?
Well, the wisest part of us can be the worst...

3
As predators we are in all but honesty
And we take the kind for weak and conquer them
Our song is loud
And thundering
But so little light, so little light it brings...

All cruel and unforgiving egos we must be
For our strength relies on images of strength
To lose it all?
Damned if we lose it all!
We, heirs of Ozymandias, The strong!
4
And then it came to me
With a sword and with a kiss...
But I cannot tell the two apart...

5
The crown you vowed to keep upon your head beheads you now
The burden of the gown is no less grave...
Well, tell me, mortal man, are you still whole?
Or you hold no substance at all?

There is a hole within our Whole
Where terrors hide and crawl
And dreadful blades are honed in there at night...

...I hope one day you'll see the poetry in me...