Bedowyn - Cotard's Blade

Cotard's Blade


Call your mother little ones.
I can’t bare to tell you the news.
For your rites - for the sun and the moon and the night.
All were killed and destined to lose.

We can be masters.
Right from the start - my opening eyes...
Forever forsaken as one

Infinite corpses.
Undefined.
Torn Apart.

They watch close as I walk through the streets.
Time it echoes as I move.
They take time - take my light, pulling wool in from the sides.
Every step forward beckons to soothe.

We can be masters.
Right from the start - my opening eyes...
Forever forsaken as one

Infinite corpses
Undefined.
Torn Apart.

All my kin an illusion to me.
Kiss my forehead before I’m consumed.
Feel the pain as the steel turns inside
This mistake isn’t one that I choose.