Patrons of the Rotting Gate - Cynosure Lyrics

Do you see the mercy of he who will release nirvana? The father and fosterer
The shield and sword, the blood and breath
The strength and song Merciful salvation! Spirit, speak through this body
Sing to bare your child's devotion

Blessed are we to have nothing, through clasping hands
The prophet's voice, our dying eyes
Liberated from the chains of our being, the inevitability of sin
The shameful strength of our own will
A broken spine marred by the serpent's tongue the sacrifice offered to the corrupted

Lead us from here, the Princes' shadow path
We surrender for the sacrifice, and to ascend
Sow this body in dark, and raise the soul in light
Extend the glory of one through my corrupted flesh to fend off the serpent