Sanctifica - Epitaph Lyrics

Await my breath

the colours blend to extract

nutrition

from black and white



And off we go

into the colour saturated part of you

count me in

the fraud you're planning



Now the peasant lies still

for he knows the lot

knows why and when and whom to blame



Set the controls for pleasant dreams

speak the liars tongue

to wake the ancient gods



Set the controls for higher grounds

Trust me to fetter my thoughts

Count me in



That epitaph

met my eye through the wilderness

now the crescent lies still

for it covers the lot



sweet saturation

when colours leave no space to fill

I dare you, count me in

count me in the fraud you're planning



That epitaph

met my eye through the wilderness

as a monument of that fraud

colours leave the spaces in shades of grey

and those salty tastes

that labels the dissidents



Morning mist

one freezing night awaits your death

salty taste

lures that child to lick

that child lies still for it knows the lot



Final solution for the colourless

and I'm off

I'll count you all in



That epitaph

one freezing night awaits your death

colours spawned by dust

recall the saltier taste of hate