Chalice - Liaising Pandora lyrics

You see me hang my spirits high My dirty linen's out to dry I've sought not freedom nor espy Placating reason in the rhyme A vindication of my crime To ridicule the most sublime Is an art I wish to k** Now I'm crowning new dementia With the thorns of yesterday Liaising pandora Laureate of disarray Each eye through blindness finds its sight Each peak through valleys finds its height Each wrong through nil can make a right For nil will excavate that strain Nor subjugate the caustic pain The linen doused within the rain Again and again and again... Now I'm crowning new dementia With the thorns of yesterday Liaising pandora Laureate of disarray And I'm breathing in absentia Through the thorns of every day Liaising pandora As I drink the guilt away