For centuries I've wandered Across terrains of betrayal, stretching with no surface Disregarded I sweep the regions of denial, forgetting my intent Slumbering wounds of despair are revived, Stirring my truculence I recall my reflection was deprived, leaving me shadowless
I shelter in the breath of the unreal defective with my face torn aside I shelter in scopes of unreal retaining days of how I derived I shelter in scopes of unreal Surreal
Visions of the neglected amplify turning in progression Rediscovered mirrors of scorn multiply, summoning my reprise I reshape into my form of sinew, gaining my savagery Sliding on oceans of bile I pursue, seeking my replica
I shelter in the breath of the unreal defective with my face torn aside I shelter in the breath of the unreal
Reaching the verge I decelerate, pacing down I note a shape on the brink As it clarifies I recognize my eidolon quietly waiting, waiting for me to render
I shelter in the breath unreal Spawned to misderive