Kings of our emptiness, the flagellants align
Their mouths fill with questions, blessed they are by God's tokens

Ware to walk the painted... the painted path

Walking the painted path through our plague fields

Ware to walk the painted path
Through the plague fields

Kings of this carousel, disfigured upon white horses
With Goya's claws and Dore's wings
Down golden locks to red crosses
Crowned children screaming from funeral shrouds
To rapid eye movement, heart-strings undone
... our beautiful filth dances... and plague flowers

Why our wall to reason fall... only human

Kings of our emptiness, the flagellants align
Their mouths fill with ashes and death's tongue

The dappled dying
Flowering cold grey tombs
With crumbling walls... I feel
Our truth is laid bare

... And plague colours
A masterpiece of pain
The portrait of what we are...


Lyrics submitted by sokorny

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    My InterpretationThe first few verses seem to be narration by the Gods (& Godess') themselves. Talking up how "great" they are, and how "blessed" humanity is to have them.

    However by the end a sense of self realisation comes to them, that perhaps they are not that "great", and that the pain and suffering they cause is not a "test" for humanity but more just a reflection of the nature of Gods (merciless, hostile, sadistic ...)

    The last few lines really paint a picture of a God coming to the realisation that they are truly monsters ...

    "...And plague colours
    A masterpiece of pain
    The portrait of what we are..."
    sokornyon August 30, 2016   Link

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