Mythistory - Sabbat

Mythistory - Sabbat
Written by：Andy SneapSimon JonesMartin Walkyier
I'm standing at the
Crossroads of my life
Nothing to lose
Each path leads to oblivion
Whichever one I choose
Rising from the ashes of my plight
I traverse filaments of light
That permeate my ethereal form
On omnipotent threads I'm born
Unto a place where I can find
A balm to ease my troubled mind
That I may glimpse things
Yet unseen
A world not Grey
But evergreen
And can you blame me
Is it such a crime
To crave for one small piece
Of heaven that I can call mine
For years I have waded
Through bland mediocrity
Watched my hopes sink
In a mire of negation
Yet why pay the cost for a
Paradise lost when here is
An Eden of natures creation creation
Sisters of servitude
Fearful and fair
Who herald good fortune
And mete out despair
Take pity upon me and
Give back my soul
So that I who am empty
May once more be whole
Spirit voices
Mortal be silent
Take heed as we speak
Not lightly will we return
That which you seek
True wisdom walks hand in
Hand with adversity
Knowledge exists on the
Brink of uncertainty
The moment that I saw her face
My lust I could not hide
She knew me as no other
Viewed me through a lovers eyes
A vision of sensual delight
Pervades my senses
And ignites new feeling
That I can't define
Desire for this succubus sublime
Sister mother virgin whore
She is all these and yet still more
That I could hope to understand
She takes my heart
I take her hand
And can you blame me
Is it such a crime
To crave for one small piece
Of heaven that I can call mine
All my life I have yearned
How my spirit has burned
To taste the fruits
That my tonsure forbade
Yet here was a beauty so pure
She could truly outshine any
Star that the lord god has made
Lord god has made
Sisters of servitude
Fearful and fair
Who herald good fortune
And mete out despair
Take pity upon me and
Give back my soul
So that I who am empty
May once more be whole
Brand look no further
For that which was lost can
Be found in me if your
Distrust becomes troth
I will bestow you with
Riches untold
For I am your harvest home
I am your soul
Come walk with me through
The vale of eternity
For you must know ere you go
I go with thee
Corn is the gold that
Will shine in the summertime
Leaves are the emeralds
You find in the spring
At autumn they turn and
As copper they burn
Then fall like the diamonds
That bleak winter brings
From the beginning when hour
Frost and flame collided
The birth of the world
To proclaim
Your lives have been guided
Decided by fate
Unaltered by changes that
You try to make
The world nkeeps on turning
Men still live and die
Though many have questions
So few even try
Search for the answers
That you have found here
Unaware of the threads in
The web that is wyrd
Drowning in the waves which carry me
Cross oceans of tranquility
Lulled by the eddies of my mind
Washed up like flotsam on the
Tides of time
I've no desire to return
From whence I came
Now I have learned
Within us all resides
A dream of days a dream of not Grey
But evergreen
And can you blame me
Is it such a crime
To crave for one small piece
Of heaven that I can call mine
For years I have waded
Through bland mediocrity
Watched my hopes sink
In a mire of negation
Yet why pay the cost for a
Paradise lost when here is
An Eden of natures creation creation
All that is left of those
Times are my memories
Days long since past into
Realms of antiquity
Tales round the fireside
From old men who reminisce
Speak of lost youth and
The age of mythistory
Many a cold winters night
She has come to me
Easing my sorrows and
Soothing my fears
In the dreams of this old man
A soft voice still comforts me
Made young once more by
The words that I hear
Come walk with me through
The vale of eternity
For you must know ere you go
I go with thee
Come walk with me through
The vale of eternity
For you must know ere you go
I go with thee
I go with thee