Cataracts

Behind a mask with no eyes There is the monolith of a face I can not escape from Your abhorrent embrace Are you my verdict Or are you my curse Deep within myself I feel the hatred grows [X2] Cataracts The fear of madness Devouring from inside Eclipsi

when our mouths are filled with uninvited tongues of others and the strays are pining for their unrequited mothers milk that sours is promptly spat light will fill our eyes like cats and they shall enter from the back with spears and scepters and squ