Miracle of Sound - A Thousand Eyes

A thousand eyes

Open inside

To grant me sight to see the end

A thousand eyes

The curse of the wise

Into the madness I descend

Many moons I’ve lingered lonely

Many dreams I’ve overseen

Now I wait for one below me

To arise and intervene

From the churches and the chapels

Came the ones we must pursue

And though I long to be unshackled

I shall see my burden through

And can you hear the choir sing

For pale blood satellites

To watch the end of everything

On this longest night

A thousand eyes

Open inside

To grant me sight to see the end

A thousand eyes

The curse of the wise

Into the madness I descend

From my final perch I ponder

On the infinite and vast

In the blindness I still wander

Though my time has almost passed

There are things I longed to teach you

In my institutions’ creeds

Lurking just behind the corners

Of our own realities

And can you hear the choir sing

Voices fill the spires

Hymns of want still echoing

Prayers on the lips of liars

A thousand eyes

Open inside

To grant me sight to see the end

A thousand eyes

The curse of the wise

Into the madness I descend

A thousand eyes

Open inside

To grant me sight to see the end

The more I behold

The further I fold

Into the madness I descend

And the cogs creak a melody

Hear the deafening dirges rise

And the ones who would never be

Behold the end with a thousand eyes

Paleblood will guide your way

Look to the inside to break the seals

Bleed out the dark, decay

Ascend to places beyond the real