Escape to lay in wait. Encircled by our denial. We are what’s next.
Red waves buried this place. Submerge our faith deep below. Now it’s just us.
Cruelty guides desperate hands. Chaste shields fallen allowing annexation.
Orders final collapse under the watch of my own, dearest failure, our true savior.
What holds true inside you? A dark truth amends you.
Your prayers crippled to fly, descending towards indifference. Where are they now?
True pain impose your will. Possess all light, contagion. Blot out our sight, drink to our plight.
Entrenched to claim an opulence of memories. Dawn of our unmaking.
Grief has brought you everything from the vein.
Thirst will hound you, no escape from a fate we create.
Haunted splintered relics ricocheting.
Scourhollow terrain. What will remain in the end? Sterile Eden.
Vile feats repeat their deeds residually. Engraving themselves on you, bare your monster.
Leap towards salvation, placate the devastation.
Leap towards salvation, capricious restoration.