The Delores Lesion - Lilitu

There’s a bruised & broken sky.

It’s pressed up against

Us

But odds are there’s a heaven burning down below.

The words rise from the north and float there on the

Wind

Like a soft & subtle whisper

Immortal like a wondrous feeling, so profound…

Leaving the cathedral, angels open the gates.

Reminders for the congregation like judgement day

Attend the keeping of all our glory

The scars cut so deep.

Peering through our souls we’ve lost our way home…

Stripped of our dignity

Promises mean everything

In a world so cold.

Never to be redeemed

Will you suffer?

Her lachrymal squander in the distance

For lusts that she waits for so scorn

An image so pale & so pure, yet so beautiful

Her face is plastered on the walls

And it seems so indelible

So unfathomable that we’re both lost here

To commence the call & endure the struggle

What a stronghold to face

A command to fall, a condemned prayer

Have you fallen from grace?

Promises mean everything

In a world so cold.

Never to be redeemed

Will you suffer?

Redeemer