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Merchant of Mirrors

from Haunted By Angels by Blood Tithe

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Thou wretched fog cloaks wretched skin
Vessels polluted with dying blood
Fresh candlelight reveals kind eyes
A hand extended offers deliverance

Carved upon my flesh the mark of glass

Thy essence is bound to thee, thy form embedded internally
Slit skin reveals thy presence yet no eye may perceive thy

Merchant of mirrors, the man of glass, malignant being
Merchant of mirrors, the man of glass, whispering spirits weep for thee

Ancient rites poured blood upon the lips of God
Cloaked thy form with infinite faces
Bathed in gore, Ignite thy starving heart

A leech desperate to taste the tears of man spawned forth and tainted with wine, dripping within the severed womb of the

Merchant of mirrors, the man of glass, shattered by one.

Amidst the river, shrouded from light
Reflection reveals the angels' tomb.

Breathing the air of man no longer, the merchant shall rest upon the riverbed.

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from Haunted By Angels, released September 10, 2021

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