First Light (feat. Sophia Blackburn)

Gotta be honest Keeping my promise Weaving a tapestry Try to be modest Gotta be cognizant Of the fallacies Not an Adonis Body's a cog, I'm Watching it atrophy I'm seeking some solace Or maybe some sanity All I wanted was some peace of mind To put a collar on this beast of mine Try to build a decent life Maybe see some light I'll journey east to find it And if I find it, I might Put it in an itty-bitty box with a million locks And I'll hide it deep inside of a Place built on pillars of moss Feeling like the villain in a sinister plot That gets thicker every minute that I live on this rock It's not character-driven, they keep killing them off And every episode written is a cliff-hanger, because No-one has even the faintest modicum of knowledge About what's going to happen But you can bet your little cotton socks It'll be weirder than you imagined And tragic in ways you couldn't fathom Magic, beyond random coincidence The rabbit from the hat trick My innocence abandoned at the feet of something limitless Lanterns line the passage to the inner depths To a place that's built on moss pillars In a lush green garden full of milk white lilies And a silk shroud full of pinholes as a ceiling I ran into the devil on the way to see a shooting star drop Said "Sorry buddy, but I'm in a bit of a rush and can't stop Keep it up with the metal and hard rock" Ran into the devil on the way to see a shooting star fall "Sorry man, but I left the princess in the castle Somewhere between first light and last call" Somewhere in between the beginning and the end of it all Hiding my life away Keep a sinner safe in the sanctum Just an idol in his dying days Building pillars out of moss in the dark Need a little silence inside my mind But I'm busy thinking I know why Every phylum of life is designed to die Every phylum of life is designed just right And somewhere between last call and first light I forgot who I was Got locked in a bottle-shaped coffin because I wasn't properly on top of all of my flaws Tell-tale heart beating up a storm from Underneath the floorboards Creaking when I walk I'm creeping through the door To see a demon hold a claw to his lips Dead quiet, now I'm sleeping in a morgue What was it for? All the lust, wrath, jealousy, and avarice All the sloth, gluttony, and arrogance Killer in a catacomb, lover in a labyrinth Same bucket, different kind of matter that we pack it with My religion? Sacrilege My traditions? Blasphemous My prediction is a sudden fade to black with No Deus Ex Machina, no Lazarus I once drew a star with my pen in the sand Somewhere in Neverland Now I'm sitting here with heavy head in hands Trying to sketch a better plan In the centre of a pentagram I used to only want for a sunny day to whittle I'd sit and carve curves into an ending made of middle Peeling away another layer of the riddle While the most beautiful melodies were dripping From an angel's fiddle Grab a pen and try to Hide a sacred image in the paper Make it syncopated Maybe something reminiscent of our inner nature Over chord forms born of the middle ages Come to find I'm not a prestidigitator or an innovator I'm a gimmick-laden imitator Shivering and raving in the foyer A far cry from a Generator, Operator and Destroyer Then I ran into a man muttering under the moon in the dark Something about a booming heart and a princess He was going to fix it with a shooting star Acting like he was going to catch it With no fear Like it wouldn't burn up in the atmosphere And like gravity was actually here to assist Not just keep us trapped on a sphere I'm cold, like the ice caps on a sphere And he told me that he was in a bit of a rush To get a speck of that stardust A tiny shred of light that he can reach but he can't touch So I looked him in the eyes And committed an unprecedented crime The biggest lie of all time I told him everything would be fine Hiding my life away Keep a sinner safe in the sanctum Just an idol in his dying days Building pillars out of moss in the dark Need a little silence inside my mind But I'm busy thinking I know why Every phylum of life is designed to die Every phylum of life is designed just right