Throne of Uncreated Light

Verse 1
Chamber of halos where vision burns blind
Leaving the flesh and the carcass behind
Muttering prayers as the synthwave ascends
Circle of seraphs that never quite ends

Chorus
High uncreated and holy and pure
Only the wounds of the mystic endure
Shedding the shadow, dissolving the night
Lost in the glare of uncreated light

Verse 2
Incense and voltage across the stone floor
Knocking low-voiced at the sapphire-lit door
Tongue heavy-laden with liturgy deep
Waking the soul from its secular sleep

Chorus
High uncreated and holy and pure
Only the wounds of the mystic endure
Shedding the shadow, dissolving the night
Lost in the glare of uncreated light

Bridge
Sanctus eternal through distortion and haze
Countless the eons and endless the praise
Breathe out the spirit, surrender the mind
Leave all the sorrow and sorrowing blind

Chorus
High uncreated and holy and pure
Only the wounds of the mystic endure
Shedding the shadow, dissolving the night
Lost in the glare of uncreated light