The Beggar Lyrics

I remember her face, hard eyes glaring from swollen sockets.
I remember when she took my hand and led me out of the darkness.

Come death
Come Hell
Come Lucifer
Guide my hand
Come death
Come Hell
Bring your
glory light

I remember her face, blood-shot eyes glaring at a cracked holo-screen
I remember when she took my hand and told me of a prophecy that would bring Armageddon

She told me...

Seven withered petals
adorn my vanity,
a bare stalk
leans forlorn in empty glass.

Dusty shelves speak of placidity
which passed me by in my absent
wake of the dead.
A holo-image flickers to life as I pace.
All smiles and blue skies,
I guess I'll see her again soon.

I can't forget what she told me,
I wouldn't even if I could.
The pieces fit but the image doesn't make any sense,

I had my mission
I had my loyalty
A simple extraction
of one dear to me,
but on my arrival
I came to understand
circumstances beyond control:
the cult eating from her hand

Time and again we have been tested
could this be our final failure?
Dredged up from Abaddon
her face alien to me
I watched as they took her life
I killed and forfeit mine

This bitter dawn
welcomes a doomed world
You want her back?
Well fucking take her

How could I comprehend
the cosmic perspective we possess?

Labyrinthine prophecy
spells the fate of our kind
pawns in their places
benighted by their pride

I see it all now
the death of our world
Without her
my world is already dead

Nothing now will change what is done,
what is over, what will become.
In death I'll see her again soon...