Catacombs Of Structure And Spirit lyrics

For the ghosts to be fleeting

For the past to be had

It would have to be the present

But alas this it cannot be

For time has no moments kept

For it has to spare widely so

In pursuit of such meager needs

For that which is left behind

For it remains ever deteriorating

And in its presence is ruin

For the living that venture too near

For the mortal to find finality fast

Degradation's peeling hazards

Are legacies to an era's poisons

For catacombs are dark and deep

For beneath the city lies the past

Corruption's culmination wretched

Of times by gone, now decrepit

Only the foolhardy venture there

In this realm of silent desolation

For here cares no longer go

For dramas drastic have all perished

No hatred, or war, only eternal peace

For in this dust-laden dank earth

Stacked or shelved haphazardly

Lie but a few remnants of men

Names that are now unimportant

Skeletal relics hide faces now

For here distance beyond the light

Beyond quarries steps of white

Lies the kingdom of anonimity

The tranquil calm of men's hell

For here there are no distinguished

For the limits, the actions of a soul

In this dominion of disorientation

The unwary mortal may not discover

All about, the inviting arms of death

A blanket of black that finds fear

And panic echoes in its hold

Amid the corridors amazed so

Joined in seclusion mouldering

Here a few foolish living tempt

To toy with a fated death

And tag its walls in disregard

As if to signify overpowering it

But the inevidable has patience

And awaits an age to flounder

For death shall keep them near

For their swiftly passing days

Holding a vandal in account

Measured thought and breath

Until its grasp chokes them out

And turns them ultimately into

That trodden dark, dank dust

Amid the rust and fallen flakes

Lie the once great aspirations,

The work and individual expression

Now lost the remnants of ago

N'er more regained in grandeur

For time has no moments kept

For it has to spare widely so

In pursuit of such meager needs