A strange request followed this call

For the darkening of every light, suffocation of every cry

Bells of death started to play

Depreciation of time, the explanation of lies



Drowning words can't promise delight

The years of secrecy are gone

Trembling hands call for a Lord

The inversion of time, the realization of lies



Burning the shrouds

Of your illuminated souls

It's the embers under our feet

The trails of blood lead me to your shrine

It fades away



Freezing blood under my skin

The futility of efforts, obedience subverts the reason

Words descend into a haze

The inversion of time, depreciation of lies



Burning the shrouds

Of your illuminated souls

It's the embers under our feet

The trails of blood lead me to your shrine

It fades away