Stepping over the shards of broken relics Beginning to realize where the real truth lies Feeling as the claws of abandoned idols stab the feet They are like alive, screaming from pain and fear
They fear to be forgotten… The forgotten ones disappear
When they abandon you You will understand everything You will take the new belief Look at the world with new eyes
Your way will be cleared Glass won’t bite into skin And you will crawl to the altar of buried truths To sacrifice your ones And to take the one, the only real one
And the other will come following the trail of your blood…