Gravenchalice - Eyelids Peeled

Seven days of endless time
Death of one bestowing life
From viscera form the orbs divine
Chiaroscuros sanctified
Crack the skull and drain the mind
So seas may fill and empty skies
From sinew sewn comes imitation
Yet consummation breeds condemnation
An immaculate misconception
In Gethsemane, I pray
"Not My will but Yours alone"

The process of rebirth brimmed with searing pain
Torn from the womb to be cleansed by acid rain
Melting skin, revealing bone
Brought before My Father's throne
Peeling eyelids lest they fall into blindness for even a moment
And threaten to disobey
For what then shall remain of our design but concepts of withered frameworks?
All pieces together at least for a time
All pieces marred in a union fashion
Celestial fragments disperse across Elysian fields

Every shard within will sing melodies of demise
No wonder the flesh clings to breath, a fleeing kite
For it was deemed so good that all should die
Ensuring the restitution of all things

Commence a feast of worms, sprouting decay
Thus, as it is with flesh so shall it be with spirit
No more is My grumbling
Contempt may find not My lips
Blood mingles with sweat
On My cheek, the betrayer's kiss

I AM Betrothed to stave
I AM Bonded by nail
I know His forsaking
On this cross where patterns emerge and revelations near
Revealing secrets hidden in the crevice of His heart

Visions of Mary scorch the iris
Oh, Mother of Martyrs, embrace Me please and never let Me go
Though I wail, though I beg release Me from Him