Pale Iris

a false moon appeared

a mimic or a mirror

like two coins in the sky

covering the eyes of a corpse

lunar dead ringer

the world doesn't know we are here

and God is indifferent

his finger on the sun

a needle to the fire

a bullet between the eyes

two coins in the sky

there's blood inside this void I swallow

no one left to breach or follow

I'm dreaming inside your head

I find the lie that leaves me ruined

the earth will close into a pale iris

inside the black is a deeper dark within nothing

acolytes of predetermined cycles

defecting to a lie of free will

a needle to the fire

a bullet between the eyes of the world

like two coins in the sky

there's blood inside this void I swallow

no one left to breach or follow

I'm dreaming inside your head

I find the lie that leaves me ruined

flooding out a secret hollow

inside the well is a deeper hole and it grows

I'm dreaming inside your head

I find the lie that leaves me ruined

dried souls beseech the bluest void

empty bones seek sinew

return to the dirt

catalyst to chaos, remaining hope is shed

I hate the truth of my capacity for ruin

into nothing

inheriting the chaos of creation from the fire

into nothing

I let these thoughts live in me and bring about the end

flooding out a secret hollow

inside the well is a deeper hole

there's blood inside this void I swallow

no one left to breach or follow

I'm dreaming inside your head

I find the lie that leaves me ruined

flooding out a secret hollow

inside the well is a deeper hole and it grows

I'm dreaming inside your head

I find the lie that leaves me ruined

two coins in the sky

inside the black is a deeper dark

within nothing