Sirens of Black - Neaera

On my path to self — destruction

I passed a source of hope

And on fear and hate i choked

On my path to isolation

I walked the fields of nowhere

In a valley of false salvation

I breathed despair

If you aim for the source

You must swim against the grain

On my path to self -illusion

I bowed to standards

And from the truth within i fled

On my path of self -surrender

I denied the I

And without teeth or spine

I tried to survive

Sirens of Black

Evoke the abyss from its fathomless depth

Benighted we stand

A spectre of fear and lies in our hands

From carpets of unbroken glass

Phoenix will never arise

If you aim for the source

You must swim against the grain

What you have in you

You can’t extract — only reconcile

On my quest for peace of mind

I almost lost my anger

And in a stream of cynic

I float

Sirens of Black

Evoke the abyss from its fathomless depth

Benighted we stand

A spectre of fear and lies in our hands