Nobody cares how dark this man’s study grows
I stand in the rain and feel earth between my grubby toes
Invoke Hel, she comes forth to decompose
But tells me she sees struggle, not lovely rows
Of moss-covered forgotten grave stones
An age cut away from cuddling those huddling close
Beaten down by the pain that arose
These buried histories I leave disclosed under a rose

...that I carried there for her under my clothes
But since summer it withered and froze
And in the blizzard the crows called out a lonely tune to this wizard of woes
And some would ask “just what is it he knows?”
Is it what he once knew that hurts deep and low?
That all the things he loved where the first to go
He doesn’t doubt the worst will tow behind
Tormenting him until he rests below, under the snow

‘Cause he wanted her so… Many times near performed the rites
He held faith in his arms only a number of nights
But since then, only numb are his sights
Even sun doesn’t light the path he runs on in fright
He thinks he’s cursed, so he bites on mics
The Fates send their damned hatred down to leave blight
on his soul like a scar from deep cuts of a knife
He wept once or twice but now his gaze is cold as ice

Now his gaze is cold as ice
And his destiny lies with the Morrigan
He walks alone in the world with his bitterness
Seeking her embrace, when will she take him...

Back to the maker, sweet nothing; oblivion
Hold me, don’t ever let go, just let me in again
To the creator, sweet nothing; oblivion
Hold me, don’t ever let go, just let me in again
Give me what I desire: oblivion
Hold me, don’t ever let go, just take me back again
Into the warmth, the darkness, oblivion
Hold me forever and please… never let me go
Please never let me go…

You’ll know that you’ve found it when the time is right
When the day is light
Don’t fucken pray for night
‘Cause you’ll get what you seek through all this pain you fight
There’s no escape from misery, your blood will earn you might

I guess I figured this means nothing I’ll let it pass
I didn’t care what it was, long as I said it last
Had nothing left, I thought the end was in my grasp
But lookin’ back I should have known she would wear a mask
And now I feel observed, shouldn’t have offered to play
Nothing to hold as it washes away
Yet the waterfall and the fountain are the same
So I guess I’m gonna be okay… still I wish she’d take me...

Adrian Incarnate 2009