Icarian from Demo by Vicarium

The thought grows like a cancer
Its roots burrow to the back of my mind
I still search for an answer
But there is nothing left for me to find

But I can’t quell the conflict within
Nothing to lift the stain of my sin

I choke on a bitter truth
Divinity is a frail charade
Strengthened by a parasite
A man that wears the mask of God

God has left, break the chain
Every prayer, all in vain
All my faith caving in
No escape from my sin

Cast out false love
It’s not enough

Apathetic
Dead ascetic
What was true now
Antithetic

A new communion, the taste of death
Pass by my lips, and take my breath

I feel nothing but pain in my body
Burning from under my flesh
As my vision returns, I see fire
Welcoming the ghost of death

Hell engulfs me
Save my soul
I’m forsaken
Pay the toll
No way back
Falling deeper
Into the black

Eternal agony
For a moment of doubt
Embracing tragedy
My guilt avowed

I am home
I’ll never leave
World without mercy
Without reprieve

I can’t believe
I am home now
And I’ll never leave

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