Of Deities and Dust: Watcher of The Wayward

Beyond This Place Of Wrath and Tears 2024
Doom Metal (Dallas, TX)
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Ye shall not surely die
For God doth know
That in the day ye eat thereof
Your eyes shall be opened
Ye shall be as gods
A lie, they say
Spoken by that Serpent of olde
In the midst of the Garden was told
To the innocent bride
Who possessed of her pride was deceived
First one, then the other did bite
The forbidden fruit altered their sight
And they found themselves
Naked and cold
Cast out of the fold
To you
This act of dissent may seem small
But was this that caused the Fall
A small spark of self from within
Now bound in the chains of sin
Angel on the head of a pin
Dancing a jig, you take it all in
the saint and the sin
Tell me, where'd it all begin?
Angel in the garden of strife
Witness the Fall
With temptations rife
Angel, man, serpent, and wife
Guard the way to the tree of life
Angel in the guise of a man
Chancing a dig for salvation's plan
See how they ran
Angel, catch them if you can
Go!
Tell your tale, tell it well
What you've seen
Where you've been
And truth prevail
I am the Watcher
And I will tell my tale
But alas, ages pass
Man is destined for travail
Some put the cart before the horse
Others set their heart upon the course
Some put their hand to the plow
Others plan but don't know how
Watcher, what do you think of them now?
All ran the race
Some thought it a chase
And these, falt’ring and fumbling
Fell flat on their face
And feeling forlorn
They turned back from their track
And their lack of faith I do decry
All ran the race
Some cut to the chase
And these flatly refused
To remain on their face
When they fell, they willed themselves
Back on the track, with no lack
A fact none can deny
Ye shall be as gods
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ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴄᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ꜰᴀɴ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅʀᴏᴘ ᴀ ʟɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀɪᴀʟ ꜱʜᴀʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɴᴏɴ-ᴍᴏɴᴇᴛɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴɴᴇʟ ꜱᴏ ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴜᴘʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀɪᴀʟꜱ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ