I bend you do my will
And now the sirens call to me
What faith remains begins to wilt
As we sift through the debris

Under the cover of night
The snakes emerge and remain out of sight
When the light and the dark have converged
Our lives eclipse at the end of the world

And now we stare forth into our white washed tombs
Chant in turn for the hope of redemption
We burn together for the sins of the few

A sleepless dream in reach
So eternal and pure
Inconsequential is the lie that tells you pain is the cure

Once more into the black
You are the illusion I abhor
So for you I wear this mask
Obscured forevermore

Until the power shifts so slight
I see your weakness and sharpen the knife
Single incision; the blood received
A failed extraction of lies and greed

And now we stare forth into our white washed tombs
Chant in turn for the hope of redemption
We burn together for the sins of the few

A sleepless dream in reach
So eternal and pure
Inconsequential is the lie that tells you pain is the cure
The serpents of the sky
They mock us as we crawl
For them it won't be pride, but death that comes before the fall

I wait as the silent strain
Infect the collective through the vein
Alive behind the veil
A grasp for life; one last exhale
I fade into the mist
Pariahs dead - cease to exist
Violence normalized
This is existence simplified

Pestilence subsides
This final act - control denied
Until the past exhumes itself intact
The cycle starts again from the inside
The peace you feel is cheap and cold
Your body heals but the mind grows old
A weary life for those who seek the truth
This is the indoctrination of the cruel

And now we stare forth into our white washed tombs
Chant in turn for the hope of redemption
We burn together for the sins of the few

A sleepless dream in reach
So eternal and pure
Inconsequential is the lie that tells you pain is the cure
The serpents of the sky
They mock us as we crawl
For them it won't be pride, but death that comes before the fall