04 - Grant Me Thine Eyes - Lonely Rabbit Album
The fourth track from my album: Lonely Rabbit! A selection of vocalsynth, orchestral, metal, and electronic music. This track stars the vocalsynths ANRI and SOLARIA!
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Lyrics:
Blinding noise, speak to me,
Abyssal angel of misery,
Grant me thine eyes so that I may see,
The monster within that I'm meant to be.
Trapped inside this cage of flesh,
My monster wants its birth,
To feast upon the living,
And to consume the Earth,
Bless me with thine eyes, oh lord,
I want the hunter's sight,
To choose a sacrifice to bring,
A curse this dreaded night.
Brace yourself for the face of death,
Smiling with my teeth,
Tainted by my blood and milk,
They come from beneath,
Arise my childlike beasts of fire,
Born of seed and coal,
Your mother needs the taste of man,
So take their lives and bring me back their souls.
Blessed be the lamb of sacrifice before the coming storm,
Let clouds erupt with bloody rain to call the silent dawn,
Please grant me with thine eyes and open up the skies.
When was the last time I heard the children sing?
Must have been when I had the heart to sing too,
Do you remember when tulips used to bloom?
Long before I saw the coloured space anew.
I've suffered for sight and struggled with space,
To see the cosmos shine from the smile of every face,
These eyes, they are cursed to see beyond the mind,
But to see mistakes I've made, these eyes, they are cold and blind.
Forced to face the guilt within,
My monster wants to run,
To flee from all the evil,
That I've ever done,
Forgive me for these eyes, oh lord,
Abyssal poisoned mind,
Release me from my need for blood,
And take them, make me blind.
Brace yourself for the face of death,
Smiling back at me,
Tainted by my blood and milk,
It's come to set me free,
Arise the ghosts that haunt my thoughts,
Born of my cruel hand,
Your mother needs to be at peace,
So please forgive me children of the damned.
Blessed be the lamb of sacrifice before the coming storm,
Let clouds erupt with bloody rain to call the silent dawn,
Please grant me with thine eyes and open up the skies.
When was the last time I heard the children sing?
Must have been when I had the heart to sing too,
Do you remember when tulips used to bloom?
Long before I saw the coloured space anew.
When was the last time I heard the children sing?