Wade through the knee-high bogs
Filled with fallen souls
Clenching at every step
We cast off ourselves
The gate of summoning, it beckons us
Locked in place, the motion will signify the end
Repetition and focus to make no mistakes
We'll make a god fall
Now we seek out the light, Divine Atrocity
Memory, serve me
In one last chance to reason
Step in the flames with me
Guide the imperfection
Step backwards and study passages
Perforations in the chest appear in intervals (find it)
Fell sword, writhe
Fell sword, writhe
Smoke lifts from the cavity
In this moment, motionless, we lay
In the weight of the gravity
We'll find a semblance of hope
Even when my heart stops, I'll still feel alive
Even when my heart stops, I'll still feel alive
Lie still in tranquility
And make peace with the suffering
This summit has become my grave
My sacred repose
This summit has become my grave
The cutting of the wire
Biding time
To make sense of the silence
The prophecy is severed beside your own line
I've defied, been broken by spite and
Rediscovered the calling
Remained a slight
As absent as the ground beneath
Locked in place, the motion will signify the end
Repetition and focus to make no mistakes
We'll make a god fall
We'll make a god fall
Smoke lifts from the cavity
In this moment motionless, we lay
In the weight of the gravity
I'll find a semblance of hope
Even when my heart stops, I'll still feel alive
Even when my heart stops, I'll still feel alive
In the weight of the gravity
A journey's end
Profound and faceless deed
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