Painting the Chaos Lyrics

Awaken like a distant concept

So pure and weak inside

Alone in the rolling cradle

Just learning the Art

Lifelines on the waxing canvas

Paintdrowned innocence

Stains on once-noble answers

(Are) weakening, weakening

Oh, look and see as the madness is

Overhelming, the dying

Saints and the lurking nightmares

On the fresco's darkest scenes

Could ever the canvas be filled

Or just the paint would run out

As tears dilute the portrait

Tears dilute the portrait

Oh, look and see that as the strength diminishes

And blood colored are all the shapes

The shades are beyond all that human - so strange

The final touch discolour the paint

Dying like forgotten concepts

So cold and weak inside

Alone in the rotting cradle

With a picture, with a picture done