Album: The Tenth Sub Level Of Suicide (2003)

He Whom Shadows Move Towards


Hidden in plain sight
Uttering unheard volumes
A soliloquy of the shadow
Darkest broad day-light
Cut through deep
Now set it free
Cut through deep
From these depths
The gift and chalice
Pain must be the course
I must have this
Don the horns and the skull
Pain is the path.