Pieta - Illnath
Your smile so dim your eyes alive
A gesture hides a vicious lie
Your face so clean but deep inside
I know you're hiding something
A trace so faint a chisel's scar
Carved piece by piece who you are
His head held high but deep inside
I know you're hiding something
Pieta you're the one and only truly holy sculpture
So now sentenced by the divine tool I wheel he falls down
A crack and crackle a thin black sear
Upon the surface pale and raw
Frozen for now neatly carved
Deep in silence clutching at straws
I crush the face the crumbling lines
An expanding maze that seems alive
Again alone you're face is gone
Still I see no confession coming from
Your soul your core your hand your son
Still I know you're hiding something
I sit and wait then un-create
My mind confused and filled with hate
I marvel at our common fate
Still I know you're hiding something
Pieta you're the one and only truly holy sculpture
So now sentenced by the divine tool I wheel he falls down
Another crack upon the marble
Disfigurement I don't even enjoy
I see it now though in vain
I see how perfect art is pain
And as I make you dissolve
I see the secret that I have destroyed
