Taken from the place we were meant to be
From a contorted future
Partake in the fruit of eternity
You have come this far
Stand before the fallen hoast
The putrid, writhing sea
Will you accept its over
Or will you take a knee and lead

Pick up the banner of woe
Sow your seeds
Close your eyes, Forsake your soul
Awake to call on

A lichters throne
Begone!
Forsake the seven sons
No more stalling, Prolonging
Run. Run. Run
From the things of make believe
To the deepest depths of dreams
No more stalling, Keep crawling
For you shall forfeit your soul

With light i bring you see
Welcome home
You stand among us
We are brothers
But we covet

More to keep the hunger sated
It has consumed leagues
The feeble shield of disbelief
Is only met with glee.
The patriarch of filth and lies
A heraldry of deceit
Where most have vowed to serve redemptions leash
I can see the picking is ripe

So feast!
Under the banner of woe
Sow your seeds
Close your eyes, Forsake your soul
Awake to call on

A lichters throne
Begone!
Forsake the seven sons
No more stalling, Prolonging
Run. Run. Now you suffer
From the things of make believe
To the deepest depths of dreams
Bathe your mind in agony
For the things that are to come
Rise!

Blessed by fear in mortals eyes
The patron saint of tragedy
With flesh stitched to the bones
A living throne adorned with children's teeth
Crowned with rotting fingernails
A coronation fit for hell!
Ripe with horrors far and wide
The subtle innocence of life

And having crossed over oceans of time
Burning as far as the eye can perceive
When is it that you will realise
Life is the disease. Our father.
Let. Me. Burn.

Bridge the devils fall
Then wake, Forget it all
The seconds turn to stone but leaves an ever-growing disbelief
It shakes you to your core
You touch your face and peel the skin away
Who would have thought, who would have thought.
{Who would have thought such a thing would bring this relief}

Bridge the devils fall
Then wake, Forget it all
The seconds turn to stone but leaves an ever-growing disbelief
It shakes you to your core
You touch your face this unfamiliar feeling
Do you even know what you are anymore
{Do you even recognise what you are anymore}

What the fuck’s happening.

I was pure.