The Weapon - Archana lyrics

Devout icon glows in skin Libel swept, beyond reason Menstrual-blood anointed flesh Parasitic mortal vision Silhouette boiling deep scars Celestial, blind devotion; Open the gates to pure d**h Archana, inferi, libation Non-secular seed - Flame of All Compelled within her chalice Mongrel design of human error Foreshadow of extinction To reach beyond the 'grand' scope Of cosmic manifestations No mortal coils, no covens of hope - Cathartic decay: salvation Instinct of morbid traits - d**h-worship Souls that live bound to the ropes of His Dharma Spiritual Shamshan path - flame seeker! Belong to the halls, temples of Archana To walk an elemental path To descent the vessels of excess; Wisdom from an ethereal source Veneration, sacrament of faith 'Tis a blind man that walks afar Oblivious, strays the realms of bliss What pleasures we do attain! Embraced by the Serpent's kiss In a dark, red corner of the human mind A raven unveils a poignant sign: "As feathers append to the fog of decay Samskaara ascends, the Sun concaves."