The River Ophidian by The Maledict Lyrics
I had a fleeting vision of the journey, deep down into the canyon of old dreams
Took the outstretched hand of the ferryman, his features obscured Down and out we set, and then he turned to me
He said, “watch the waters”, and I looked, saw the rapids become as blood
He’d spun tales of this place, this river ophidian, the sun setting in my eyes, whispered darkly a poem into my mind
The winding ephemeral, the contours of fate
Bеneath the undertow, lurk thе lost
Deep against the gore, we drove
Deeper down into the blackened stream
"Watch the skies," he said, and I saw the clouds angry red
The lightning scorched the heavens, of scorn and of rue
And the flesh closed in
The stream grew narrow
The whispers made screams, their hex made patent
Into the end we flowed, and I saw the annex of my life
Saw the binds of my nerves
Saw the blood drying
Saw the clouds parting
The world slowly turning, to nothing
Like the leaf falling, quietus follows
"Watch the walls," he said, the rock become as flesh
Raw of marrow, pulsing, the blood flowed against us
In the faint red, the light went, and then the dreadful fog beset
He spoke of your future
The damned voices caressed the wind
Dementia setting in
The passing, final
The legacy, voided
There is a core of you, just as there is of me, that cannot be touched, cannot be known
To know that core is the desire
It is one that I know
And within that core is a deep, mournful black bile
I will give the things I crave
My hands and my head are yours
Partake of this submission
Indulge in your sorrows
I draw strength from your anguish
Reach for the centre
The point of zero
Of a mass infinite
Breathe in
Find your comfort in me
Face the world with the strength of yourself
From the point of zero
"This is you," he said, "and all you have known."
To the nothingness, he faded
To the river ophidian
His features revealed, as he vanished from time
I saw at the helm, the driver was me
Took the outstretched hand of the ferryman, his features obscured Down and out we set, and then he turned to me
He said, “watch the waters”, and I looked, saw the rapids become as blood
He’d spun tales of this place, this river ophidian, the sun setting in my eyes, whispered darkly a poem into my mind
The winding ephemeral, the contours of fate
Bеneath the undertow, lurk thе lost
Deep against the gore, we drove
Deeper down into the blackened stream
"Watch the skies," he said, and I saw the clouds angry red
The lightning scorched the heavens, of scorn and of rue
And the flesh closed in
The stream grew narrow
The whispers made screams, their hex made patent
Into the end we flowed, and I saw the annex of my life
Saw the binds of my nerves
Saw the blood drying
Saw the clouds parting
The world slowly turning, to nothing
Like the leaf falling, quietus follows
"Watch the walls," he said, the rock become as flesh
Raw of marrow, pulsing, the blood flowed against us
In the faint red, the light went, and then the dreadful fog beset
He spoke of your future
The damned voices caressed the wind
Dementia setting in
The passing, final
The legacy, voided
There is a core of you, just as there is of me, that cannot be touched, cannot be known
To know that core is the desire
It is one that I know
And within that core is a deep, mournful black bile
I will give the things I crave
My hands and my head are yours
Partake of this submission
Indulge in your sorrows
I draw strength from your anguish
Reach for the centre
The point of zero
Of a mass infinite
Breathe in
Find your comfort in me
Face the world with the strength of yourself
From the point of zero
"This is you," he said, "and all you have known."
To the nothingness, he faded
To the river ophidian
His features revealed, as he vanished from time
I saw at the helm, the driver was me