His Defect Drifting On

from Awake, arise, or be forever fall´n! by Mist Crown

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lyrics

Before this world
A God was carved
A spark convulsed
Behind the weave
A child born wrong
Into the night

The maker stared
His spirit ashamed
At what his perfect
Craft became

Concealed
In a dimension to be
His tomb

And when he dreamed
In that dark cage
His will carved
The cosmic stage

Planets, pulse
And flesh were drawn

We are the image
Of the broken one
Ash from a god
We wished undone
A twisted echo
Of higher fate

Warped through a flaw
We can’t erase

Can’t you feel the fracture
In your skin?
The quiet hum of the error
We’re living in?

We are the children
Of the sealed away
Born an abomination
And then betrayed

He tried to steady
His broken mind
By shaping vessels
Out of clay

But every life
He breathed inside
Inherited the same decay

We build
We burn
We rise
We fall

His defect
Drifting on

The mirrored glitch
Repeats in all

A trace of filth
A hint of rot
A half-remembered
Higher thought

Behind the veil
Of stars we chase
Lies the truth
Of the human race

We are the scars
Of what he is
Filth pouring
From the abyss

If we could rise
And meet his eyes
Would we see
Hell or paradise?

His defect
Drifting on

Would we see gods
Broken inside?
Or just the shame
They try to hide?

Is every prayer a
A feedback scream?
A glitch inside
His fever dream

Are we the cure
Or consequence?
Of his divine
Incompetence?