Messora - The Tide Lyrics

I've washed ashore at last
Languishing and made to see
My mind has festered
Made porous from decay
The tide seems high

The tide seems high
And merciful the waves
I came to meet the call
It lied
Beckoning preying on my
Odious affinity for
All things I've ever thought to deem
Mine

Left to be fraught
The blade made solace
With poison
An eager sacrifice
Without gain

Cries spent
Endlessly blaming
Turning the inward eye
Blind
So hateful the gaze
The inner shock
The flea ridden rat of the plague
Left strewn aside
The spirits and warmth
The shiver makes it plain
The shudder shuts you in
To drown in loathing
A preferable fate
Than that of pity
Adrift and alone

I am my own snake
And pain
And hate (I am the ashes burning)
And lust
And fear
And vice (I am the fire)
And whore
And death (I am the mirror)
And love
And genesis (I am the genesis)

I despise and cry (My wing was made my shell)
Cursing the land (It slowly grew leaden)
Lusting for harvest (It cracked and bled within)
Not knowing to sow (And outward it wept)

I despise and cry (My wing was bent by hell)
Cursing the sun (So quickly it melted)
Lusting for ashes (It slid upon a mound)
Burning the veil (The cave formed)
Tether me again

Bind me
Tight

Feed me Ash

A new door I see
A floor of ice lies behind
The water beneath is warm
How cold I have been for so long
This water is better
This ocean I can cross
My flesh lusts after freedom from cold
Beyond the veil there must be peace

Two cries
Screaming out for the lies of the snake
And weeping as the origin of pain
I ripped the tether from my soul
I wield the chain I sought to escape
Doubly dejected
Useless
Sacrificed
The sadist bares her teeth

So says the mirror

I despise and cry
The cursed land before me steals
And showed me hatred
Just burn the earth to melt the ice
I've naught left but this final exit
I drank the nectar and cursed the insects
But fruit of envy grows in soils of poison

Two cries
Screaming out for the lies of the snake
And weeping as the origin of pain
I ripped the tether from my soul
I wield the chain I sought to escape
Silent
Wisened
Broken mind is fixed
At last I step beyond the door
And hear the ice break