In our disguise, we are a vessel, Brandish our light for all to see (our path is lit). ....
In the midst of sand, hands of the lost, are reaching out. The reek of burning flesh - everywhere!....
\"Fear for us\"....
Screams pierce through the ears, bodies fall to rise again, Take grasp of your faith. Screams pierce through the ears, bodies fall to rise again, Stand strong in yourself.....
Ancient hands grasp revelation, twisting my spine. Rotting bodies hold depression, whispering lies. As frail as these rusty hands, now turn to dust. Each word breaking golden shores And rupture lust.....
With eyes on the world that dies whispers and lies rot my inside, If your death were to come now, would you want your soul in your hands?....
A million breaths lay to rest. I'm still standing. A million breaths lay to rest. But i'm still standing.
Gentle were these words, that would set me free Breaking up over circumstance, Its our curse!