From Whence Doom Comes Songtext
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Aaron
Bearer of prophetic name
Was it not your tormented voice
That told me once
I know you are alone
Was it not your mournful verse
That crowned my heart
With sympathy for everything
That fades away


To none who utter words of light
Is the Word so utterly foreign
And lo so often were your words
Bristled with bloody thorns

Aaron
My guide in misery
One needs to look once more to see
Behold my brother in misery
The pierced side
Is whence Doom truly comes

Behold my brother in misery
The pierced side
Is whence Doom truly comes