[Lyric] Vast of Night (Carnac)

Golden leafs in coats of luck
With their narrow frown they count no smiles
Witness the sore and dull testament, the time squandered

Long live the ill mornings in alleys sacked
Corpse collectors and bone grinders
Realms where my levies lay fraught
Missing roofs worn, home

There be the sunken shadowed sky
Where the banished settles the empty creeks
Soaked in ashen cold and dew during the day
Desolated and hidden in the vast of night

Howling at the forums of whispers
And serving to magistry's pane
Nailed in shame by the teeth
No choir no hymn

Belong in the decline and its degenerate shroud
The right to be born in goals of interregnum forever
Which fares gifts that last only seconds after
So it'd be cursed till the seventh to the seventh
Below the beaming of gospels and decrees
Where I gaze the defeat, the abandonment
The wreckage of a soul's light
Bound in nothing

In its vulgar form I am strained
At its worst there isn't any resolution
To the ruin and the triumph sanctioned
No dream is separated until death