"The Head Of The Hydra" lyrics - AT THE GATES
AT THE GATES
"The Head Of The Hydra"
Language, self-destruction
Against the iron air
In broken, non-verbal strains,
An all-devouring sand
The phantasm
We invoke
A monument,
A final stand
We disappear,
The words from our bodies torn
Irresistible
In all its bewildering forms
Deceptive, the images burn
Fragments of silent lives
Hunger of the dreaming dead
Imagination, the death of man
The phantasm
We invoke
A monument,
A final stand
In blasphemy,
The words from our bodies torn
Temptation,
Death in all its bewildering forms
The tomb is the passage
As the light flickers before me
The head of the hydra,
The charlatan denounced
We disappear,
The words from our bodies torn
Irresistible
In all its bewildering forms