Face the Kill - I:Scintilla

Thin line hides the unknown

Red winged man in a papal throne

Czar says at least he’s alive

Yet evidence proves otherwise

Where is heaven then over shadows of weaponry

Time bomb, dormant, hungry for a casualty

With blissful memories corroded

You desperately try to rebuild

Now that will is eroded

Face the man or face the kill

Now braced face hydra skies

Girl whispers, 'Look into these eyes'

Reflect, illumine verities

Sit with the intense clarity

She moves in real close

Not for the weak and not for most

Let go, unfurl, transitional underworld

With blissful memories corroded

You desperately try to rebuild

Now that will is eroded

Face the man or face the kill

Looking back through the timeline

Confront thief that took the young lives

The sickness will spread until

You face the man or face the kill

Now braced face hydra skies

Girl whispers, 'Look into these eyes'

Czar says at least he’s alive

Yet evidence proves otherwise

Exhale, crawl in, into desire you’re colored with

Entrust, forgive, to find comfort in your skin