Last dawn breaks
Upon a ghostly realm, devoid of sentience
Scattered forth lie corpses, lifelong prisoners of a grim fate
Who walked into nothingness
Familiar place, beckoning ill embrace
In death reunite
Scapegoats and their shepherds
Cycle with no end in sight
Born of sin, bound for ruin
No last rite, nor afterlife serene
Relieves
A song of starving crows awakes
Restless ghosts from shallow graves
Forsaken in earthly ordeal
The emptiness, the thirst inside
The place where all screams fade and die
The emptiness, a pious crave
It will not stop
Stand, be born anew, as penance- incarnated
The burden of hope
Weighs down on you
Bring forth what’s divine in man
(I confess, I repent)
There’s just one way out of this
Arise to bear the crown of thorns
Again
A dreadful path is what awaits
All signs of weakness you’ll erase
Forsake your past, abandon grace
The emptiness, the thirst inside
The place where all screams fade and die
The emptiness, a pious crave
It will not stop
No spirit revels in rebirth upon remembering
That change of face or name or time or place won’t save him from self
All who walked before you
Faced this rite of passage
Life in chains
Death and sickness
We’ve endured since dawn of time
This is the weaving of one’s fate
Decide now
Be a slave or dominate
Self and world
Starve or live to tell the tale
Rise, Rise
Rise and survive
Unbroken
Through sand, through snow, through eons of time
We shall remain as scars to remind
Of emptiness, of thirst inside
Of place where all screams fade and die
This emptiness, our pious crave
It will not stop
