In the veins of existence thou shalt ruin your rite of birth in the will of your dying breath The rite of reversal shall take effect Suffer the ma**es, there is one with Damnation / condemnation: My name is plague My name is wisdom My curse is that which bleeds out The weakness in your veins Pawns unto the flesh There is one way to let go May you seek the truth As the dying breath As the last whisper As those who may trick fate And carve the informal cross upon their necks Twisted and deep Crooked from the crucifix Straight as the mark of the true gods There is one path left untouched
The path beyond what is known Beyond what is understood The mark of the forest The land, the earth The Mother and Father The calling That which stirs beneath the soil And emanates beyond the galaxies One between the pain Of physical and moral being Omega kindred who may suffer One (Alpha) who shall become king 3 may follow in tribes which will be shunned be those who settle where they should not stay Ground zero is relevance Nothing truly means nothing ...There is the light only to drown below the sea May her depths consume all Though HER we shall seek