In Carcosa (The Yellow King) Artist: Hackneyed Album: Inhabitants Of Carcosa My whole world feels like fiction With only shreds of it left My search became an addiction Of clarity I'm bereft Darkness falling around me Black stars light up the sky I wonder: Why can I still see? Is this the end, is it nigh? Now the twin suns have sunken I roam the rampant grounds My sorrows are redundant My grief - getting profound A locked room, hollow A dream of man not meant to be Its path I followed Within the shadows hid A monster at the end of it My voice is gone - my screams die unheard Where am I now - this is just absurd I run towards - the ruins at the shore And then I know - I've been here before As the red dawn takes over I hear the voices ring I'm a man of Carcosa Under the Yellow King A locked room, hollow A dream of man not meant to be Its path I followed Within the shadows hid A monster at the end of it The moons above - sink into the sea And from afar - he is approaching me ‘Come die with me’ - I can hear him sing Now I will bow - before my only King
