Standing at the edge of fire, they lower you to the ground. Inside your soul is screaming, but you can't hear a sound. Descending I can see you for I too am in decline. The difference is I realize and struggle to be found.
From Ash we would arise, to fade and slowly die. Unto the cradle of life, I watch my kinsman die. As sun doth leave the sky, we descend benign. All I ask is mine, to keep our soul alive.
Darkness fills my heart and tears within my soul. My fears come to realize we're standing at the door. Each day I see this clearer as we run out of time. But you just stood there blankly as we descend benign.
From Ash we would arise, to fade and slowly die. Unto the cradle of life, I watch my kinsman die. As sun doth leave the sky, we descend benign. All I ask is mine, to keep our soul alive.
Standing at the edge of fire, they lower you to the ground. Inside your soul is screaming, but you can't hear a sound. Descending I can see you for I too am in decline. The difference is I realize and struggle to be found.
From Ash we would arise, to fade and slowly die. Unto the cradle of life, I watch my kinsman die. As sun doth leave the sky, we descend benign. All I ask is mine, to keep our soul alive.
From Ash we would arise, to fade and slowly die. Unto the cradle of life, I watch my kinsman die. As sun doth leave the sky, we descend benign. All I ask is mine, to keep our soul alive.