Décembre Noir - Ritual And Failure

Lyrics to Ritual And Failure by Décembre Noir

Self-reflection between black lines The torn drawing of a resurrected man Mirror mirror, please show me another face Ritual and failure A heavy crown, the head hangs low Oblivious king among the all-seeing eyes of God Behind a veil, isolated from the world outside I see myself, an empty shell in black and white Ritual and failure Lethargic light and the all devouring monochrome sky Cloud castles rain cocaine to speed up the cycle of life And a golden spoon full of silence I feed the canvas with our dearest stylistic device No one shall speak, no one shall weep Frameless, dust to dust My unsuspecting brushstroke, your heretic lamenting sword When bloody wine and tears flow into another tragic chord Oh Lord, tell me, how can I be your chosen one? I’m always trying to be someone else Oh Lord, tell me, am I still your little lovable son? My dear Father, don’t be disappointed about my trivial way of life Maybe someday you can tell me who I am Self-reflection between white lines The void and a sleepless weary heart Mirror mirror, please show me another face Ritual and failure A golden spoon full of silence Maybe someday we will find us Yet still I carry the weight of your world In stigmata hands, forever and ever