The Horror

I'm staring, through shadows in this world of nothing I hide
In fragments of progress holding all that's inside
and they stain your vision with the horror of their eyes.

I'm walking through castles of this crystal vision my mind
Corrupting so fragile and I'm breaking inside
and they strain your symptoms such a horrid empty lie.

I'm bleeding from this world to this chalice that's filled with wine
Blank angels awaken I see what's left of my life
and they chill your meaning so that cold and bleak you die.