And the fallen’s procession takes place, salvation converged in curse
Before his face, with vibrant eyes in scarlet -like fire
The time of death lies beyond itself - dead!
The blinding light bearer dances upon you

The flame of wisdom shall burn deep
Where misery scorches in your veins
Envy, fueled by regnant pride
The beauty of the absurd manifests

Ignorance, weakness and shame will forever be your mark
Do you believe seeing past your lashes?
Wishing to fly farther than your wings let you?

Every man is born alone, thus shall perish as one
The weeps and the agony will feed this scorn

Your hands hold the future
Your will… fate!
Come to us, awake!
Come to us, awake!

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