At last the trial of fire and ice
Will shape and mold you my only child
Wait, I'll hold your hand like
Toy knights you'll crumble fast
As snakes and rats let you choose your path
And we can only watch as your well runs dry
At last the trial of fire and ice
Will shape and mold you my only child
Wait, I can't hold your hand like
Toy knights you'll crumble fast
As snakes and rats let you choose your path
And we can only watch as your well runs dry
But the storm meant morning rain
Yet even if I
Seize the moment it'll escape
Meaning that
I embrace clouds, word by word
Early evening god's awake
The devil inside
Pulls me closer to the flame
Meaning that
I embrace clouds word by word
Close your eyes and let me pray (Scroll by scroll)
The experience must be erased (War by war)
And the remedy's revenge (Sword by sword)
Cause the weak must be avenged (Soul by soul)
Just to draw outside the frame
White walls we break down, and a message hoping to explain
Why we go against the grain
Through imagination, a shifting moment will create
Rules for a non existing game
Define the playground, searching for what we can't obtain
Breathe in the fire, seeking empires possessed by old wolves
Let these words become our bane
Along the spectrum, missing links in reality's chain
Mold the pieces, form the phase
Inside the Maealström, perform the tilling of our lair
Drinking from the unholy grail
I stole the heir's crown, ignoring his fountain of rage