Providence of Sorrow

Search for the tempest in your head
Smash your mirror & bathe in glass
Burn your district, burn your town
Search for the tempest outside your mind
& you’ll find

The providence of sorrow
Grim advocate of sin
He’s looking for tomorrow
Thru a stained glass piece

Look at all the disasters you’ve made
Smile into the face of your foe – the day
Night, your sister, crawls inside your bed
A nymphomaniac beast, another tempest in your head
She is

The providence of sorrow
Grim advocate of sin
She’s looking for tomorrow
Thru a stained glass piece

Another glass of bourbon
Send it in all the way thru your throat
Another dive into different dimensions
As you lay naked on the floor
But still you can only feel
The tempest in your brain
And disaster walks behind you
Hand in hand with death

The providence of sorrow
Grim advocate of sin
Looking for tomorrow
Thru a stained glass piece