They said my name was carved into the anvil
Where forge of worlds spills flame into the air
They said my name was carved into the anvil
Blessed list of names to call out at the end
Enshroud, life wanes
This cannot be the end though
If true life waits
This false start ending in an age of love
Enshroud, life wanes
This cannot be the end though
Wash of wild white waves, fires spark lights through the age
Enliven, reminding us of what we stole
Until promised existence to begin
Until promised existence closes in
But this king, this cup, gets me nowhere
If only i can find a world that won't let me down
I'll come around
This ego so far beyond the edge of believability
But this king, this cup, gets me nowhere
If true life waits then it's over
Forfeit, sacrificing every day
Overrun
Fall away down steps below
Chthonic embers glow
Unceasing spirals uncoil vitriol
Lamenting our hour
As orb persists in turning around
Each cycle strengthens and culls
This notion of another world is emptied out
Look around at our insignificance