Secrets Of The Moon - Carved in Stigmata Wounds lyrics

These are the spiritual forms of coma We have entered a new definition of tradition With wounds that cannot be cut Any deeper any wider Idiosyncraticunhumaninstinctsofman Turning strength to a wreck of weakness With fire and steel burned onto their foreheads Brandings which mark a new act of behaviour As we feed angels with pitch and tar Centres of inhumanity The foundationwalls of Utopia A kingdom of splendid might A stronghold of inviolables