| An open eye, awakened cold
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| On a path of ruin that once was gold
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| Black mountains blocking the sun
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| Enveloped in decay what’s devoid of life
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| The land is barren stone tonight
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| The shadows screaming discourse
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| But you can see it in the eyes
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| The onyx stones, I cannot fail
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| Embrace the world I aimed to change
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| A garden looms ahead of rocky soil
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| With spirits swirling in a dance
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| There is inherent mystery in a stone unturned
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| Serpents feign their sleeping, covered
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| The sound of weeping grants relief from the sting
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| A method ringing
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| Hesitation in engaging pursuit
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| The eye glows red, the action ensues
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| Coated in mold, lungs resonate the sounds of the mire
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| Behold transformation alive behind these eyes
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| In the moment there’s a time for reflection
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| To bathe in the pressing instants conviction
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| I’ve come to terms with the very real change
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| Within the tombs, the climate anew
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| Coated in mold, lungs resonate the sounds of the mire
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| Behold transformation alive behind these eyes
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| There’s ash within the rain falling with autumn tears
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| The lanterns of the night burning sulfur eyes
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| Halting glaciers freeze, the embers dance the stars
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| Fusing of worlds, worlds once apart
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| An open eye, awakened cold
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| On a path of ruin that once was gold
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| Black mountains blocking the sun
|
| Enveloped in decay what’s devoid of life
|
| The land is barren stone tonight
|
| The shadows are screaming discourse
|
| But you can see it in the eyes
|
| The onyx stones, I cannot fail
|
| Embrace the world I aimed to change
|
| A garden looms ahead of rocky soil
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| With spirits swirling in a dance
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| There is inherent mystery in a stone unturned
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| Serpents feign their sleeping, covered
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| In the somber dusk
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| Revealed is the shadow’s scheme
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| Silencing reason |