Cień - Inverted Cathedrals

The truth about lies
when all lies are true
The face you despise
without a thought

The coming of Christ
or the coming of
the Bringer of Light
Who will you choose?

A soul in the ground
and a corpse in Eden
An atlas of joy
with a scripture of pain

Breathing with doubt
drowning in drought
chained as a king
and crowned as a slave

S a t a n comes
as J e s u s has failed
Who will you see?
Who will you know?

Holy discipline
and a rotten idea
why should you rise
when you still can fall?

Soon to embrace
another birth of the flame
the blindness of oracles
the sight of the insane

and a home for the sane
while lunacy roams free
A layer of anxiety
can be a cloak of will

Invert what you are!
Invert all your thought!
Invert the beginning
invert the end