The Act of Eye
Azooma
Album • 2016
8 Tracks
Azooma
Album • 2016
Winds blow through the glare of neon lights In the age there's no tale of brave knights Existance craves for spirits in unclean rain To seek his prey for the frame in lain You're my puppet dragged by burnt rand My will is your strings in my hands My dim shadow falls on your frail mind Wrapped around your soul like shattered rind Snatching the eyes, He rolls the dice Listen to the cries, Darkness arise Among the walkers some are seem to fall to the ground Others passing by with no attention or to be in doubt Fear might be the reason for the oaves who roam about Cause of eyeless crowds Called the shadow men cause of the new leprosy Result of pravity You creep at nights as my knave vulture with my curse Bring my hunt to this doggone hideaway out of your race Out of what you were once, An imitation Your vicious hungr for killing knows no limitation Give me your eyes, Release your fears and ease your pain Give your dropping tears and peace you gain The last sight to see Your last breath to be Offer more preys to saturate my unfailing penchant Need more eyes to grate souls to eliminate my crotchet The last sight to see Your eyes belong to me Winds blow through the glare of neon lights In the age there's no tale of brave knights Existance craves for spirits in unclean rain To seek his prey for the frame in lain
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
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