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Invocation of the Dreamer

Words like a fog-lit moon that end where flowers bloom

Conjuring a fevered delusion that black candles reveal

Blindfold my eyes, forsake the light

Take any part away from me—desperate and unclean

In my dreams a chord resounds

Struck in silence, ringing out

Sacrament of sacred sound

Undying

Breathe unto me

Pull the tether from my throat

Insanity rides a hope that swallows me

Make me the northern light, martyr on the southern cross

Feasting on the Western skyline, I invoke the Eastern eagle’s crown

The altar lays perfumed with sage

My offer made in blood, written on perdition’s final page

Corruption hides a sacred place of alabaster tones

Lords of darkness, send your grace, take my voice and…

Breathe unto me

Pull the tether from my throat

Insanity rides a hope that swallows me