This Cold Night - Black Cathedral

Tonight
I feel it in my body, free from mind
The lights
That dominate entirely, are eyes
Your eyes
To bind me in
A palisade
That simulates
An open grave
An agitator
Buries me alive

There's an epoch written
Carved into the walls
Of dirt in hieroglyphs
Reminding me, that I am not the only one
Nor catalyst, to start the endless cycle of destruction
And corruption, no obstruction
I'm the host of the room
I'm a jester, I'm a king,
I'm a wizard, and a beggar,
I have felt it all before, so I see it to the core
Of why you hold a brilliant power
And a knowing
I prepare myself as sacrifice
To be all-consumed

Tonight
I feel it in my body, free from mind
The lights
That dominate entirely, are eyes
Your eyes
To bind me in
A palisade
That simulates
An open grave
An agitator
Buries me alive

Buries me alive

Vocals: Cartoon Ben
Production: Deegs
Written By: Teddybear & Cartoon Ben
Additional Production: Deathnotes
Mix/Master: Nev Ver & Cartoon Ben

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