Family / Black Lake (Viola Organista Version)

Is there a place
Where I can pay respects
For the death of my family
Show some respect
Between the three of us
There is the mother and the child
Then there is the father and the child
But no man and a woman
No triangle of love.

So where do I go
To make an offering
I fall on my knees
And lay my flowers
Burn incense
Light the candles.

So where do I go
To make an offering
To mourn our miraculous
Triangle
Father, mother, child.

How will is sing us
Out of this sorrow
Build a safe bridge
For the child
Out of this danger
Danger.

I raise a monument of love
There is a swarm of sound
Around our heads
And we can hear it
And we can get healed by it
It will relieve us from the pain
It will make us a part of
This universe of solutions
This place of solutions
This location of solutions.

Our love was my womb
But our bond has broken
My shield is gone
My protection is taken
I am one wound
My pulsating body
Suffering being.

My heart is enormous lake
Black with potion
I am blind
Drowning in this ocean.

My soul torn apart
My spirit is broken
Into the fabric of all
He is woven.

You fear my limitless emotions
I am bored of your apocalyptic obsessions
Did I love you too much
Devotion bent me broken
So I rebelled
Destroyed the icon.

I did it for love, I honored my feelings
You betrayed your own heart
Corrupted that organ.

Family was always our sacred mutual mission
Which you abandoned.

You have nothing to give
Your heart is hollow
I'm drowned in sorrows
No hope in sight of ever recover
Eternal pain and horrors.

I am a glowing shiny rocket
Returning home
As I enter the atmosphere
I burn off layer by layer.