The Crimson Armada - Guardians Lyrics
Can you show me what it's like to be alive?
My Lord knows that I've been sinkingThe sanctuary's skin has finally been liftedThe symphony has grown silent with distasteFrom the grime its sound produces and its elegance in wasteI've grown blind to my eyelidsThey are the my guardians of naughtThe sight my innards seek to dispatchIs the very reason I am wrongCall upon the Almighty OneFor He is the only one who savesCall upon the Almighty OneProtector of the gravesAll you've said is now forsakenWhat you've come to believe is forsakenAs the wretches of this pit of heart cryWe will all know what is indeed forsakenRestless in a mess of contagion strainsAnd mismatched thoughtLay the silent eyes of black heart nightsEternally searching for missing partsThe tunnels lights are dimWithout fractions of time to think for second thoughtsSink or rise, there is no swimYou live, you rise, you drink, you dieThe sky emerged with the black of duskAnd the scent of angels left us dustWith aromas filled of conspired trustAs he could turn away from GodThe words unspoken fill syringesWith not blood but black eclipses of our hearts not sanctifiedAnd in the image of our faith deniedBeseech of the Lord and beg for sightCan you show me what it's like to be alive?Tear it from the chest all the conflicting inflictionsWhile it settles in the head, parasitic like thoughtsThis flawless design can never be duplicatedWhen the cycles of the earth fold the world infinite with signsLet the truth be the prey of the faith stricken coldAnd when the core is warmed up ask for the path from the LordCan you show me what it's like to be alive?As we shed the pretense and the dawn has stained itself a place in mindThe search is unending until we finally findOur Creator, our SustainerIn whom we always seek refuge, our GuardianCan you show me what it's like to be alive?