Artifacts of the Black Rain

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Stood there leaning to the city moon Casting silhouettes tall to grip her white rooms The black-clad voyeur in his black-clad masque In the serpentine sun of tragedy basked [Verse 2] Stood there cursing at the soul-dead mass With their fabled illusions, the vain dreams that passed Splinters of a life rushing by in the whirl Alone, silent warrior in a fantasy world [Chorus 1] He cried for night But the night could not come So, swept in the shroud Of misanthropy he went away [Verse 3] And fed the empty galleries With the artifacts of the black rain Sunken into the shadows With a dry, sardonic smile [Chorus 2] He made the footprints a part of his heart To rouse a sacred confrontation [Verse 4] Stood there carving on the monument of lies Digging of the Earth, making friends with the soil As the all-mother rises and bares her bleeding thighs He disappears into her cold and icy womb