In Absentia

I have etched the scrolls into my skin
The hangman's noose, 13 lies which cross the barrier/burial
There is a sin not yet committed

O, he of sleepless flight - be merciful.
I have found myself lost amongst the shards
of a world reduced to shadow,
Sentenced to a lifetime in this prison
Well, I should have taken this omen and ran
Abandoned myself to secret corners

Instead I turned to face the day
Treading through the storm of horror
And decay
How could I be so blinded,
Cut down and so misguided?
Caught in deception, in deception

O, he of splintered sight - be merciful
For I know not what I do
I walk the road that leads to an early grave
As tears stream down my rigid face
Well, I should keep one eye turned towards heaven
As I drag my body through the flames

Instead I turned to face the day
Fighting with the demons I have made
Spilled all my hope along the way
It falls out, it falls dead
Shattered fragments, endless waves

O, he of sleepless nights - be merciful
I have found myself lost amongst the shards
If only I had severed ties,
Ties that bind all my dreams to lies
I could have walked away from it all
I could have walked away from it all

And found that peace waits in absentia