Eating the Visions of God - Job For A Cowboy

I am staring at the sun of the nothing

For I want to eat the visions of God

Consuming the knowledge and power

That radiates overhead

I am staring at the sun of the nothing

For I want to eat the visions of God

Consuming the knowledge and power

That radiates overhead

As I slumber in a bed of vegetation and thorns

Leaving behind unease and dread

I feed from pretentious notions

And maligant demons through its rays

For hell is abandoned

And this single horror

Walks amongst our ongoing cliches

My eyes, my perception

They seem to smolder and withen

For it seems that I have peered

Into the diseased display of myself

I am the eater of the sun

I am the destroyer of worlds

I am the eater of the sun

I am the destroyer of worlds

For hell is abandoned

And this single horror

Walks amongst our ongoing cliches

My eyes, my perception

They seem to smolder and withen

For it seems that I have peered

Into the diseased display of myself

I am the eater of the sun

I am the destroyer of worlds

I am the eater of the sun

I am the destroyer of worlds