I collect collapsed churches to honor my god So he knows, I can see what he's done And sometimes I paint in the blood of the faint When it seems I should honor his son Demons can't give Satan nightmares She dreams of darker stars Prisons can't be threatening if Your heart loves iron bars There's a whisper in the wind tonight That chants of silver trees And Mars will glow blood red tonight With missing priesthood keys Continue reading
When I was a child you spoke of a room Where the universe sat on a throne And the stars and the planets and asteroid bands Were etched into windows and stone And the floor was composed of the gods we had known In eons that long since had passed Where you wrapped me in starstuff adorned with a cloud And said love would be there if I asked Continue reading
The ordinance was silent And the silence seemed to ring Alabaster pedestals Shadow those who sing Art beside a Priesthood throne Are you statue? Are you light? I heard that we were birds once Who God had granted flight Continue reading
Out of Obscurity 