Shadow’s Art

By Vane Lily

Released on November 13, 2020

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Their facade is breaking

While the spirits are playing

"Now listen, the chosen one

Is here"

The demon's words are calling

While the shadows are crawling

"We all

Disappeared"

They whisper their sweet nothings

A stream of panic

"They control our hearts through simple means"

An ancient beast sings a ballad of cursed magic

"We withered away on doomsday"

A vision

Of what you could be

Leader of the dead

Oh don't you see?

The blood that runs

Through the depths of your heart

Could free the banished from the shadow's art

I'm sorry, love

But your words to me are nothing

Prayers of the damned will always know

My memories are painted by illusions

I swear I'll become god

I swear, 'till this world is gone

The old commercial preaches

Christianity

"We know your soul is broken"

Fuck your lies of devotion

The demon man keeps telling me

"Take a bow, you'll be our king"

"A vessel born with connection to two worlds"

"To the underworld"

I can still recall the time

Where I swore I wouldn't cry

Memories lost to the past of a suicide

Yet you wonder why I left that night

With demons in disguise

Will a prayer protect your sad life?

A vision

Of what I could be

Leader of the dead

Well now I see

The blood that runs

Through the depths of my heart

Will free the banished from the shadow's art

I'm sorry, love

But your words to me are nothing

Prayers of the damned will always know

My memories are painted by illusions

So I swear, I'll become god

I'll become god