Cursed visions of secret lights Cast through glass and drawn curtains of fire Rooms of forlorn abandon Where the eyes of the mind cannot fathom Standing in the place where stones of ruins rest unshaken By intrusions traced through time On approach light finds the eyes
Thrust into a world Akin to darkness, ruptured by the sun
A spinning wheel that spells disaster The circle growing deeper every day
New and overwhelming senses The warmth arrived and welcomed Is blinding, white, and deeper into light Hesistant to enter Or rather crushed by grave impediment Incapable of pushing onward A spirit transmuting
Thrust into a world Akin to darkness, ruptured by the sun
A spinning wheel that spells disaster The circle growing deeper every day
Impetuous it must be Stepping out into the unseen To carve a valley unending To break from trepidation and be free
Through growth and decay: Chasing through overgrowth and horrors Where once was the way Led to promise and vision of great salvation
A spinning wheel that spells disaster The circle growing deeper every day
Bastards of the earth Now standing pillars to the flames The hardened monuments to wistful misery
Masters of the earth Erecting pillars within flames Arduous monuments of listless misery Arduous monuments of listless misery