The Dying Blind

By the time the sorrow washes over And the weakness has set in the bones Inspired by the light, desired by none, its torn all apart, and thrown all away Designed for the right, wronged by the word, stabbed through the heart, stalled from the start Inspired by the light, desired by none, its torn all apart, and thrown all away Designed for the right, wronged by the word, falling all the way Swallow the lies Seeking the form For it slithers all about your home Are you prying for truth Are you hoping to hear But there is no such thing my dear Begging for favor - Face down in the dust Cry to your savior - A little mantra of trust Holy Magician - No one hears the muffled cry Ancient incision - A little wound to help you die Open your eyes To see through the storm But there's nothing and your all alone In closing your eyes You're turning away Its a losing your life sort of day Begging for favor - Face down in the dust Cry to your savior - A little mantra of trust Holy Magician - No one hears the muffled cry Ancient incision - A little wound to help you die Forget me not Inspired by the light, desired by none, its torn all apart, and thrown all away Designed for the right, wronged by the word, slashed through the heart, stalled from the start Inspired by the light, desired by none, its torn all apart, and thrown all away Designed for the right, wronged by the word, falling all the way By the time the sorrow washes over And the eyes of the child are covered with coins it's too painful to see When the ghosts of the lost... oh our beloved, ascend through the sky And the weakness has melted your bones