Eruptions of fire and stone all aroundThey fill the air
Grip my hand, child in the ashes, I'll take you
Echoes ringing in my mind.They're crying surrender, surrender your will.Echoes
Our perception, so limited and so restrainedA symptom of our
His eye has caught me now I can't escape his
Right now you can't see the endSoak in the midst
Wake from your sleep, from the depths of this lifeless
I stumble in the mist, my walk is bent, my
Gather the memoirs, all the essential thoughtsOr the assembly will
While passing judgment reignsAnd this face is not your own.The
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