The Shifting Of Stars - Miasmal
The great departure
Fleeing these insane premises
The sad inscriptures
Like patterns in my flesh
Thoughts of carnage
Haunting me day and night
Standing on the edge of the ruins
Watching the stormclouds
To rise up from this private hell
Suffocate the demons drive out expel
Light the fuse
Pitch black
Turn the screws
The wheels keep on turning in the residues
Following the shifting of stars
Never got me this far
In my search for omniscience
I'm lost and scarred
Strengthen the threshold
It's now twisted burning mass
From the ashes new live will form
In a grieving flash
A rain of arrows
From every direction piercing me
Ghosts from past times
Whispering lies in my ears
Reaching
Bleeding
Grasping
For all that's lost
Never look back on the make beliefs
No surrender no debrief
Deconstruct their weaponry
A new day is dawning
With a bitter promise in the air
My mouth is dry like the deserts
Internal warfare
Clenching my fists no reconcilement
Carrying on don't look back
I will overcome this trial
Before I rest