Radzwilla - Epiphany Lyrics

Mens' courses will foreshadow certain ends
To which, if perserved, they must lead
But if the courses be departed from, the ends will change
Say it is thus with what you show me!
These scenes you bring. Are they of things that will be or what might be?
If I'm resigned to this kind of dying then snuff my candle here. Unlight me
Writhing at the knell bell's chiming. Resting place. Endless hiding
Spite me with divining. Frightening. Why deny my life's rewriting?
Flash of lightning. Old dog past his gnashing
Biting. Past reminding
The hold of chains foretold is winding
I feel the vice of vices tightening
Pray thee say it's just what may be
Hazy chance that I'm still worth saving
Kneeling. Pledging. Pleading. Begging
Undertaking undertaking
Oh dreary seer, how clear this mirrored Fevered dream of ether.
If I'm not to be my brother's keeper.
There can be no peace for either
I am the worthless. I am the surplus.
Man's no man who serves no purpose
Before the gravel beats the gavel
There is business left to handle
Take me home.
I'll be the man I was no longer
Take me home.
Life is squandered if I wander
All alone
Take me back. Spare these ends
Take me home.
I denounce the man I might have been
Spirit! Hear me!
I am not the man I was
I will not be the man I must have been but for this intercourse
Why show me this, if I am past all hope?
Your nature intercedes for me, and pities me
I can't pinpoint where it started
Arctic heart grew so cathartic
Ill will felt so well regarded
Patched the pieces I discarded
Too corrected. I rejected
All my hardened heart protected
I'll pursue a new perspective
If this tomb is resurrected
This surreal montage revealed
A call of evil, walls and shields
Hateful hate so well concealed
Tortures man and all he feels
Isolation. Breeds a greedy icy patience
Bleeding jaded vice and vagrancy.
I release this life I've hated
Plainly stated. Is this the man I might be? Is this the man I will be?
Even now above the mound I feel the filthy filths that fill me
Turn the page on rage. This plague.
Contagion. I am changing
I can feel the shackles shaking
Set the stage for reawakening
Take me home.
I'll be the man I was no longer
Take me home.
Life is squandered if I wander
All alone
Take me back. Spare these ends
Take me home.
I denounce the man I might have been
I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year
I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future
The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me
I will not shut out the lessons that they teach
Oh, tell me I may sponge away the writing on this stone!