Stained Glass Sky - Matheos

Morning desert sun horizon

Rise above the sands of time

Come journey to arcana

Travel starry spheres in trine

Master they shall fear thee

Martyr they endear thee

Father it was written, so it shall be

Mother yield the pure seed

Child it's your destiny so

Hallowed by thy name

Under stained glass sky

A crown of thorns it intertwines

The mortal and divine together

Under stained glass sky

Sands of the dunes and dust of the bones

Have swallowed them and all left behind

Gods of the fire fall from the sky

On a wing and a prayer

Master they shall fear thee

Martyr they endear thee

Father it was written, so it shall be

Mother yield the pure seed

Child it's your destiny so

Hallowed be thy name

Under stained glass sky

A wailing wall of tears divides

The trinity of terror spawning

Under stained glass sky

Under stained glass sky, I don't want to die

I've fallen from the sky

I know what I am in their eyes

Truths are only lies told over and over again

Pray tell my hands are tied

An infidel here lies

Rise the crimson tide of a dead sea

Where nothing can ever survive

She rose from the crimson tide

The maiden dead waters baptized

Tears rain from her eyes

Drowning the depths of her soul

Standing with her maker, giver and the taker

Siren from the shore she echoes the verses

And curses them all

Living, dying, bleeding, crying

Elvin and serpentine under a midnight sun

Shadows are dancing, spirits romancing

The cautious embrace of a quiet refrain

Dreaming, praying, trusting, believing

The truth of her testament witness to all that remains

Cloaked in silence, shrouds of violence

A radical harem has twisted her tongue

Dream the last dream, dance the last dance, breathe the last breath

A penance for what she dare believe

As the tempest rends there's a maiden that mends

An interwoven tapestry

Shreds of truth in the sacred stratum

Embroidered with iniquities

By any measure heirloom treasure

Threads of doubt kingdoms fell

This lady she knows all that glitters isn't gold

Her stairway to heaven is a matrix through hell

Conspiring eyes through a veil of lies

A whirling dervish dances in

The here and the after rage for the master

It was written so it shall be

As they sleep the devil's kitchen

Prepares a feast of mis-beliefs

The collective screams of tortured souls

Brought Satan to his knees

Master they shall fear thee

Martyr they endear thee

Father it was written, so it shall be

Mother yields the pure seed

Child it's your destiny so

Hallowed be thy name

Under stained glass sky

A crown of thorns it intertwines

The mortal and divine together

Under stained glass sky

Round and round and up and down the dervish goes

Where his tempest rends the prophets have foretold

Maiden who knows all that glitters isn't gold

Sacrificial lamb, hallowed be thy name

Under ashen sky

Continents they can't divide

The interwoven tapestry

The fabric of our lives