Lyrics Guardian / Descent - ERAAS

Guardian / Descent

When I come through the circle
It’s the craftwork of my guardian
Like a moving target
Like a low fool who I pose with
When you went time froze up
And the others came right on cue
Act a little shattered
From knowing your only youth
Shaking the tree
I move through
The light takes form
Brought your prize out
A cold water slum explained