Imaad Wasif

The Voidist - 11 - "Razorlike"
RAZORLIKESee the foalPierce the tidesMessianic is the riderA vessel of prophecyIn a slipstreamA bedouinAn alienA revenant from the graveyardFleeing form the reckoningOf the blacking sun's empireWhere the seekers of the holy mountain goThe devil's on the loose again in the countryAnd it's razorlikeThe way temptation cuts into theeTaken to the thresholdOf the blackin sun's empireWhere the fiery ring of evil's irisSurround the aurasSongtexteAs far as I can seeThese visions are in meThey made me moan and weepThey've given me lifeOdyssey of lunacyBeholden to princely childrenHave mercy on poor JudeBeware of castles in the aireFunerealWintry solemnAll is blightThrough a looking glassI've seen flags on the mastAs the galleons driftSo do the crossbones twitchAm I loosing my gripThere's no atlasYou can't find me hereIn the vast empire of the blacking sunWhere I was crownedAnd sown with the seedsOf a love that could not be grownIn the blacking sun's empireThe journey ends with my ascentThe omen setThe locust take the sky Aus Songtexte Mania