Heritage (feat. Will Ramos of Lorna Shore)

Every time I open my eyes

Swirling with the void

The mist gently touching my eye

I'm reaching my arms into nothingness

The soothing cry of my mother buried in deep memories

Or is it the father's deception?

Lost in the maze of my own mind

At the brink of the night, we all submit to nightmares

The blood offering commutes the seal

Remember when we sat together amongst the deities and brought the scourge down on this earth?

Mind rot raptures through my enoire of ash

Every thought is passing through my hands

The ceaseless pain

Trapped in the illusions of frustrating hopelessness

I recollect the nails of the seven

Slowly reaching for my throat

Clawing my neck open for a feast to come

Their trust is diminished, betrayal of the only heir

Abase yourself, belief and sacraments

Submit yourselves, shapes and souls

Requiem, all that is

Breeding hope into your life

The final axiom

I approach the pinnacle of life

I grow vast across the sky

I am not my father's blood

At the brink of the night, we all submit to nightmares

The blood offering commutes the seal

Remember when we sat together amongst the deities and brought the scourge down on this earth?

I'm not my father's blood

There is no god here, your Lord has abandoned you

Silence surrounds the trenches, you suffer here but refuse to die

Pestilence is breeding in suffocating nothingness

At the brink of the night, we all submit to nightmares

The blood offering commutes the seal

Remember when we sat together amongst the deities and brought the scourge down on this earth?