Eye of the Enemy - Titan

Текст песни

I awaken
Turn epiphanies into tragedies
Stay unshaken
As the valleys and peaks
Start to tremble and creak
Bow
Before the dirt starts falls
Suspended by tension
Taut between reason and
Laws I ignore
I implore you to abhor
I am your reasoning, I am your faults
I am coherence and dissonance making you whole
Making you more than results
All your gods
Lay their weapons at my feet
I’m the epitome of sweet misery
(And antipathy)
Cowed
By a form wrought sublime
Suspected dimensions
Made impossible by design
Maddening and byzantine
I am a priori, I am the precedent
I am the preference and precepts of all that’s existent
I AM MAGNIFICENCE
All your gods
Lay their weapons at my feet
I’m the epitome of sweet misery
All my gods
All the weight they place on me
I’m the epitome of antiquity
I’m your tabula rasa
On which you etch excuses