Redact any trace of the human blight
Keen in all your clever designs
This skeleton malign
A wraith of reckless ire
“I've felt the pull this hate allows!
I am the hurt built just to keep you out!”
A rot of birdsong forms your lies
The ink scabbing on the edge of your knife
In this seek we place our find
The bleached mask you lurk behind
Obfuscate the nature of our youth
The echoes whisper of the stifled truth
You are the picture of him; the “Great Altruist”
Your will: a sagging mortar in this empire of broken bricks
Signal fires will light our way
Their smoke flirting with the ancient decay
Here, beneath the milky way
Our past we face to slay
Pray for a way out of this
Before we're walled inside your Ancient Obelisk
“Your eyes will feed the crows!
Ground between my teeth and mechanical bones!”
Because sticks and stones may break this throne.
A mind-bending psychedelic rock opera with the songs to match, “Xafyre Dynasty” has its controls set for the heart of the sun. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 24, 2022