Artifacts Of The Black Rain Lyrics

Stood there leaning to the city moon,

casting silhouettes tall to grip her white rooms

the black-clad voyeur in his black-clad masque

in the serpentine sun of tragedy basked

Stood there cursing at the soul-dead mass

with their fabled illusions, the vain dreams that passed

splinters of a life rushing by in the whirl

a lone, silent warrior in a fantasy world

He cried for night / but night could not come

so, swept in the shroud of Misanthropia he went awayFlames In - Artifacts Of The Black Rain - http://motolyrics.com/flames-in/artifacts-of-the-black-rain-lyrics.html

and fed the empty galleries

with the artifacts of the black rain

sunken into the shadows with a dry, sardonic smile

He made the footprints a part of his heart

to rouse a sacred confrontation

Stood there carving on the monument to lies

digging of the earth, making friends with the soil

as the all-mother rises and bares her bleeding thighs

he disappears into her cold, icy womb