Nebulous skin of change reflecting Seething dead eyes Drowning within two black mirrors The writhe of our stained-glass angels Diaphanous Pale tongues upon our spines Behold, star-crossed, moribund Fleeting, the fall... to our funeral As moths' bleed from our wounds of faith, all light wanes And upon our open palms are dreams of ash and ember Beneath aqueducts, anointed... we transfigure And within the void we are breathless, we are delivered A crown of coal-black eyes, tendrils of shadow Breathless, beloved, godless... we are home Beneath aqueducts, anointed... we transfigure And within the void we are breathless, we are delivered ♪ And within the void we are breathless We are breathless Breathless Breathless