The High Priestess Lyrics

A crown of guile and a veil of deceit

A venomous tongue from which there is no reprieve

Honey fermented with ruinous words

The plot is unraveling before your captive audience

Rise on wings of fragile frailty above all fault

The solution lies within your denial

Labyrinthian, twisting negation

Coiled as a serpent ready to strike

Those around you

An art of dust and decay that I can not abide

It's the cold behind your eyes

A secret kept through the rain slick edge of nothingness

Growing further from your mouth to the ears of hell

She kneels

I spit forth the apple

This too in time shall pass

Wounds marked by battle will heal and fade

Leaving no scars but only ones I remember

An inverted High Priestess

I am an inferno which sparks beneath the ice

Turning stillness into roiling madness

Seething outwards in a desperate clamor

My malignancy never paling in your comparison

Half truths and superstition

My heart, a fortress that will withstand any siege

Should enemies hold fast to the gates which have for decades stood

Blowing cold and battering

The oils are prepared for you, my love.

Nothing will ever change

Nothing new is to be expected

This is not what I wanted out of life