Transsubstance

The core shrinks in gravity's embrace
Too blind to ee how amazing is the sun
The air somniferous, the sultry eyes of God
Too blind to see how amazing it explodes

Too scared to breathe transsubstance
The holy and the divine with a big black hole in his head
No time to blink, no time to reveal
No time to think of the true meaning of pain

God's word is a poised dagger
When he stabs, he never forgets to twist

It's the way the world will end
We line up in a row
To see nothing but the black
The black horizon!

Drink blood from a Jesus' cup
To meet enlightenment
We line up in a row
To face the final guillotine

May the world explode in endothermic glory
May the sun erase our story
I am the tree connected to the stars
I'm the spirit in which I will last

I shed the blood that filled the river wide
Only to feel the sun burn my heart dry
For I am the tree connected to the earth
I'm the spirit in which I expand