Blasphemy Songtext

The torrent around you of terrible thunderclouds

ceased to protect you from rioting ruffians,

launching you far from the worlds that you'd wrought

to the loosening knot at the centre of everything.



There you brought light and a wind to blow suns around.

All up and down you the deepening fixtures,

and people with posture, and you in their poetry

gory and gruesome in stories and fiction.


And then you'll rain down upon all of their blasphemies,

creeping catastrophes always awaiting you.

Baiting and blathering, all that you've gathered

will crumble together around you again.