Ana Kefr Lyrics
13. The Blackening
Bent beneath the weight of this pain, in my dying thirst you offered me poison. Your words are but nails to my feet. Now I comprehend the curse of those chosen. “Eli...a lie...” So I can not go on waiting. “Eli, lama sabachthani?” All it’s brought me is grief and aching. I’ve damned all you’ve loved for it’s tainted me, bastard. “And what is sacrificed for love - procuring, pandering one’s son as a harlot? We are disparaged at the hands of the ‘good,’ yet, in our ends, we have inherited dirt. And what is the cost of love? Did Pygmalion surrender his own? I stand in defense of the prodigal son, eclipsed by horrors cast from the incandescent fire of his father.” So I will not go on waiting. “Eli, lama sabachthani?” All it’s brought me is grief and aching. I damn all you are for you’ve broken me. “Eli...a lie...” Nothing will wash away the stain, will stitch up the vacancy, will silence the anguish. There is no redemption nor forgiveness. After two years of winter, two years of trial and shame, I’m ready for the sun to rise again. I’m ready for the burning to begin. If your god is love, then love is fucking dead. Is this how we end? Or is this how I begin?
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