Veil Of Anguish Summer Dying Fast Lyrics
            SUMMER! . . .
        
            Through acrid clouds of summer flies
            the garden swells with a thousand more wise
            Forever flung to celestial dreams
            clawing at the grave of the dead nazarene
        
            I watch the storm approaching
            the darkness calls my name
            the trees are growing restless
            they feel the season change
            their fruit has putrified
            forbidden once and bound to die
            the thread of life lies severed
            on the brink of paradise
        
            Grinning winds of hate unfurled
            dash towers tall that grip the sun
            talons stretch her veil
            reclamation, our time has come...
        
            Time has come . . .
        
            Autumn spreads its golden wings
            and lays the path for those unseen
            a tangled web of evil spun at last...
            Winter spawn from barren thighs
            to readdress, to slay the blind
            and throw the reins untethered to the skies
        
            They pray to the full moon rising
            Diana moving with such infinite grace
            wrapped alone in a blanket of nightfall
            how many secrets can they read by your face?
        
            Will they know of majesty
            of secrets held in dream-dead sleep
            and frozen stars that kill the forest floor?
            Will their "god" of bridled love
            a__uage our rule from planes above
            or shrink in fear from Chaos roused for war?
        
            WAR!
        
            Wrest askew the nails
            that have held you, lurking deep
            September prayers are waning
            burn the shrines of fettered sheep
            Spearhead the insurrection
            of a world that seeks no end
            "We are what we are, what we shall be, again..."
        
            Appear; draped in terror
            to the comfort of your kin
            Stain the milky sunset red
            and let the other in...
        
            Summer's dying...
        
            FAST! . . .
        
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