By Dreadful Grace Eyes have been brought in front of the great circle that moves Creating time within all flesh Ill-conceived body and soul Equipped with Most fearful blade That cuts through all forms of deceit Surrounded with thy Dreadful Proximity I stand in the depths of the silence To raise the sword of solitary motion in the muteness Never to be witnessed Blessed with the brightest sight the weapon of all weapons Taught how To wield thy sword To bury it deep in the core Of the one who inhales thus causing movement of the All Embedded tight braking from inside turning back was never an option A deed conducted in a perfect moment As the absence of the witness ends the relation of subject-object REFREN: Into cold dark I dip my heart and open these wounds for it to come For through thy blessings my eyes can see The structure of the greatest deceit Out of the light where shadow's a spark That lights the path so narrow and dark And by thy hand, I've been led to be fed with your wine and bread It's all thy pure will For I can not even conceive the possibility to know nor understand the absence of all the meaning The last straw is about to brake leaving the one how hangs on it in greatest trickery that tomorrow holds the answer Wash me from this dirt of hope and dreams made from the same filth that constitute the circle eyes now see By thy grace Bestowing daze As rupture opens within the All Darkness shines clearing sight for thy aiming weapon Seeping in the coldest stream toward the gaping hole in my chest Place within sow it deep the seed of thy unseen sacred tree Place within, seep in me The seed that will sprout in unity with my renewed body, pale soul and darkened spirit Into cold dark I dip my soul and open my heart for you to come With thy blessings my eyes can see The construction of the greatest deceit Out of the light into the dark Thorns on the path ignites the heart And by cold hand I've been led Beholding thy throne in absolute dread