Barren is the soil i keep walking on
A wasteland shaped by silence
Bloodshot eyes in the mirror
Behold a daily tragedy

In a realm of seared trenches and drying rivers
The twisted blade keeps whispering your name

Now lend me your light
To clear the skies above the flood
A flicker of life in my veins
I fill the trenches, spill your blood

For only your heart may fertilize this soil
The crimson bloom of my world
Make my world sprout in your cold
Let the light fade in your eyes

Scatter the scent of your blood
Fulfill this sacrifice
Keeping the Rise of the Dawn
The soul will release your mind

Kissed by the blade
As your guts hit the ground
May your flesh be the seed for my sproud
see your light fading out

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