XBOX:  (album) Obsidian Conspiracy
Head: feel some spark

albertine and spartan wispings gathered and processed
a feed for dogs entrenched
somebody wants for call therein to my nape
fortune twofold carven gold and wisdom buried through trial
infectious sleep gaining wind and blowing apart the brotherhood
king of sea who demands the folly as alms to those raped
fledgling grantings withall to errant groanings and curbed gratitude
creeping, the hole spreads its secret wide to face
tyrant race of burnt legends come to the terms of present mania
heaven too given this through gulping at an empty gesture
thrice culling in fount the bleed of stone
animals led to death in a desperate cycle cursed in hypocrisy
waves beating as drums in war leaving a wake of the shamed and absurd
lord of clouds battling with air detonating and bedazzling
high in form and rank prescribed due glutted machinations
dispelling the seethed
arousing the deep
grace and heroics refined, displayed as borne of sin
prevailing humor dark as resolution to an assembly
excavation given excuse to greed through whole the punchline misunderstood