Stained Glass Sky Songtext

Under stained glass sky,
a crown of thorns it intertwines
the mortal and divine together
under stained glass sky.

Sands of the dunes and dust of the bones
have swallowed them and all left behind.
Gods of the fire fall from the sky
on a wing and a prayer.
Master, they shall fear thee,
martyr they endear thee.
Father, it was written, so it shall be.
Mother, yield the pure seed,
child, it's your destiny,
so hallowed be thy name.

Under stained glass sky,
a wailing wall of tears divides.
The trinity of terror spawning under stained glass sky.
Under stained glass sky (x6),
I don't want to die!

I've fallen from the sky,
I know what I am in their eyes.
Truths are only lies told over and over again.
Pray tell my hands are tied,
an infidel here lies,
rise the crimson tide of a dead sea
where nothing can ever survive.

She rose from the crimson tide,
the maiden dead waters baptized.
Tears rain from her eyes,
drowning the depths of her soul,
standing with her maker, giver and the taker.
Siren from the shore, she echoes the verses
and curses them all.

Living, dying, bleeding, crying,
elven and serpentine under a midnight sun.
Shadows are dancing, spirits romancing
the cautious embrace of a quiet refrain.
Dreaming, praying, trusting, believing
the truth of her testament,
witness to all that remains.
Cloaked in silence, shrouds of violence,
a radical harem has twisted her tongue.
Dream the last dream, dance the last dance,
breathe the last breath,
a penance for what she dare believe.

As the tempest rends, there's a maiden
that mends an interwoven tapestry.
Shreds of truth in the sacred stratum
embroidered with iniquities.
By any measure, heirloom treasure,
threads of doubt, kingdoms fell.
This lady she knows all that glitters isn't gold:
her stairway to heaven is a matrix through hell.

Conspiring eyes through a veil of lies,
a whirling dervish dances in
The here and the after rage for the master,
it was written so it shall be.
As they sleep, the devil's kitchen
prepares a feast of misbeliefs.
The collective screams of tortured souls
brought Satan to his knees...
brought him to his knees!

Master, they shall fear thee,
martyr they endear thee.
Father, it was written, so it shall be.
Mother yield the pure seed,
child, it's your destiny,
so hallowed be thy name.

Under stained glass sky,
a crown of thorns it intertwines
the mortal and divine together
under stained glass sky!
Under stained glass sky...

Round and round and up and down, the dervish goes:
where his tempest rends, the prophets have foretold.
Maiden who knows all that glitters isn't gold,
sacrifical lamb, hallowed be thy name.
Under ashen sky, continents they can't divide
the interwoven tapestry, the fabric of our lives.