The stakes that lie before the grave
Tie our hands behind,
The flaking truths of man
And as we watch our roots decay
Sitting idly by,
We fail to understand.
How to fill the hole,
And embrace the heart
To shed the weight of autophagy.
Yet with a one-dimensional wisdom
We'd rebuke an infinite glory
Shrouding the light that's faired all time
Below the shelter,
And above the heights
Of man's guilded reach
We find a world disconnected
We've sown our seed in the spine of the earth
In an attempt to forge our own lines
Yet we're treading past the point of return
Forming the unseen void
As the arrows of our ways sink beneath the skin,
The blood of our victims we find akin.
To ours to ours to our own
Then the blood flows
And we see ourselves for the first time
Why does the blood have to flow?
And stain the soul of the sum
We must abstain from the instigation
Before the air all life breathes
Is gone
To own
The world
Yet close
The door
We've sown our seed in the spine of the earth
Now we must erase the bold lines
In only peace may we return
To a world so warm
When love is the truth, it's our light
The glowing gateway to the divine