The Empyrean Lyrics

I can hear the requiem of the symphony

What lies ahead for me, beyond infinity

Embark towards the unknown deep

Prelude to the Seraph's weep

Anything to find my serenity

Underneath it all, dwelling down inside of me

Screams ringing out like echoes of eternity

The Devil's got me in his reach

In darkness, I still feel complete

What lies ahead beyond infinity

These days, I'm always fucked up

To ease my guilt, let me confess that I fucked up

I think about it everyday

Anxiety is rough

I've been popping Xans just to forget

But forgetting never feels like enough

That was the day life drained away from me like Gushers

Recently, I've been feeling down in the dumpster

Since then, the pills have turned my heart colder than Russia

So tell me how you really feel beneath the luster

As scars accumulate, the less I remember those days

It must have been the drugs

That's an open and shut case

The pain is exponential, but habits keep me in place

Time been going by slow

The rush helps things pick up the pace

My mother telling me to change my ways

I say, "I'm fine"

She see right through me like an overlay every time

I've been getting kind of careless with the needle

I don't mind

If I said I didn't love it, then I'd probably be lying

I can hear the requiem of the symphony

What lies ahead for me, beyond infinity

Embark towards the unknown deep

Prelude to the Seraph's weep

Anything to find my serenity

Underneath it all, dwelling down inside of me

Screams ringing out like echoes of eternity

The Devil's got me in his reach

In darkness, I still feel complete

What lies ahead beyond infinity

The seduction of Eve with the apple led us to eternal battle

Heaven or Hell?

Our judgement decreed by angelic gavels

Y'all better skedaddle if you hear the rattle

When they're ornery, the gods are spiteful

We're the victims of a temper fragile

I'm in the saddle, headed to the Tower of Babel

Rabble rabble rabble

My bars leave 'em baffled

Victory was facile

Built my castle

Deep in gravel

Sitting on the throne, cackling like jackals

I dabble with capfuls of white powder capsules

I need one in the morning

Two for the show

Three for extra measure

Sometimes, life can be so cold

As I'm tying up my laces and contemplating my next move

The illusion disappears, so I pop four more

One in the morning

Two for the show

Three for extra measure

Sometimes, life can be so cold

As I'm tying up my laces and contemplating my next move

The illusion disappears, so I pop four more