Eater Of Gods

Higher, every world is reduced
Reduced to sever off it’s skin
I can spin your broken glove
It’s perfect as these filthy words
We cannot live without loss
As our ash crawls with various motifs
As if mercy were a skin of water
We fall into a prior dream
The number of the grains of sand
Exiled from the memory of men
The flagella of war
Through a universe of grief
And a city of mirror
I got by the wind
From the infinity of rain
Scorned through these desolate realms
I shine the boats
Eater of Gods
As if mercy were a skin of water
We fall into a prior dream
The number of the grains of sand
Exiled from the memory of men
Under the smoke ship and blood
Our legends remain
Under the smoke ship and blood
Eater of Gods
Eater of Gods