The H.A.G. (feat. Apollo Kepler)

Ascension, suspension, redemption

A gambit's lesson in desperate obsession

Reflection, confession, regression

A foolish message to question progression

Darling, hold my hand tight

Beneath the fading moonlight

Don't fear, for when you wake

I'll be there waiting, dear

So, darling, hold my hand tight

It's sick how sympathetic values

Stain on the skin

(Timelines demystify systematic suicide)

Yet your win is martyred as a

Poor man's attempt at sin

(Timelines demystify systematic suicide)

I'll rewrite my plight tonight

We seem to meet on those snowy, winter days

As the summer slumbers in a solar-still malaise

Reside in twilight, I know our souls are tied

I'll blight the night

And as the vagaries of life

Pass through our transitory eyes

I see you there and eulogize

If our fates are bound by my past mistakes

I'll forsake every memory

And damn us to never wake

Betray the angel's frame

Redemption, obsession, regression, progression

Through cycles and trials, could I still atone?

Come say you hate me, berate me

That you're not worth saving

But what of the blood gently staining the snow?

Just tell me

Tell me why you have to go

How could you know?

How could you ever know?

(How would you even know?)

Stay with me

Sinking into the unknown

How could you know?

Just tell me how you know

May the L.O.R.D. be my light

(La-la-la, la-la, la-la-la, la-la)

May he guide this spineless spite

(La-la-la, la-la, la-la-la, la-la)

As the flow of fate refrains

(La-la-la, la-la, la-la-la, la-la)

I'll embrace your cold remains

Human ascension is a belligerent game

(And on that day we split that latte)

The tides of time are set to restless shame

(We saw our fate)

Oh, Nalin, Calla, Zahir, Hana

(In refrain, wilting away)

No matter the shape

I'll find a way to break the frame

That frame of us remains in my head

A collage of all the ways you've seen me dead

I lay awake in phantom embrace

As these memories caress my frigid face

And the song that you wrote

As the snow graced the oak

Left an old haggard crow

On an endless plateau

I'll lament my descent

But I'll never repent

Watch this heartache transcend

Begging

"Don't you wilt away!"

The H.A.G. cries out in vain

As forty-two cicadas laugh in his face

"The past can't be negotiated,"

Father Time declared

But I'm stuck here still, my daffodil

Tell me why you've lost your will

The gods are ever cruel

For even in this life I am but a fool

My tears create a burning shame

To bring this world to flames

Oh, your feeble face is

Rotting upon the rust

The charred remains of this place

Will be nothing but scattered dust

Dios, te odio

Ay, te odio

Gasté siglos buscando absolución

Hace años que me abandonaste

Tres milenios de pura aversión