Looming (Live)

Silent Patterns, hidden Hidden underneath the shadow Shadowed currents Turning inward, got inside Side door Too late to stop the backflow Threads Unraveling, behind my eyes Currents turn inward Filling up inside Mirrors bend, reflections breaking Magnifying what’s at stake Conscious breeding something new Endless echoes stir within Built me tall enough to topple I am ready, let’s begin Clotho spins, Atropos cuts Lachesis studies, marks and measures Watch the loom, the warp and weft are Serving Fates here at their pleasure Hallowed be thy shining armor At least until your walls are breached Every thread denies the cutting At least until it’s will’s been leached Looming Looming Looming In the corner of the room where My fractured psyche still abides I can feel it sewn throughout me Every thread untwists inside Patterns I see all around me What is yours now should be mine Only when you’ve drunk your cupful Poison from a displaced vine Clotho spins, Atropos cuts Lachesis studies, marks and measures Watch the loom, the warp and weft are Serving Fates here at their pleasure Hallowed be thy self-deception At least here on this rigid scale Every thread will find its own shears Chasing after holy grails Looming Looming Looming Crawling through this waking nightmare The blind bleeding the deaf and done This broken chain of wishful thinking Leaves me with no place to run Viral sanctity exposing Those who ever give in vain Be witness to the fractal blooming Ideation held in chains Veins of fire, bones of glass Glory comes but cannot last Veins of fire, bones of glass Glory comes but cannot last I accept my I accept my metamorphosis Trace the break, feel it open Step inside the wide, unspoken Reverie Clotho spins, Atropos cuts Lachesis studies, marks and measures Watch the loom, the warp and weft are Serving Fates here at their pleasure Hallowed be thy righteous anger At least here in this sacred space Every thread strains for the binding But it has gone without a trace Looming Looming Looming Tear asunder, spiral out Hands upon the line again Wounds beneath this brittle skin I’ve Shattered everyone I’ve been Ever closer to the edge Closing in on something bigger Darkness calls me to the edge I feel the tension I see the fracture I know the pattern I have the light To climb up on the spiral staircase To find what is and what is not To climb up on the spiral staircase Only to find just what I thought And yet I am still breathing With my hands upon the break I lose myself between the maker’s Sound and fury, all entwined I know it still it will be mine It moves around my fragile skin I echo forth, I echo in I echo for the spool of thread I echo for the echoed dead For everything that shatters me Everything that shatters me Energy and matter still Won’t reach beyond what will be filled Ride it down and ride it in The downward spiral’s always been And is it right or is it wrong To wonder just what lies beyond I am mortal like all men I don’t care, I’m jumping in The downward spiral’s eternal dive I do not think I will survive Following the corridors Of time and space and other things We ride it down into the breach We ride the wave until it peaks Ride the wave, watch the loom Watch the ever fractals bloom Ride the wave, watch the loom Watch the ever fractals bloom We dissolve, begin again Fractals bloom beneath the skin Spiraling outward from within I am ready, let’s begin Begin again Begin again Begin again