Perhaps today is upon
Perhaps the time is upon
Time to unearth this shrine
Time to abandon these confines
Lord of Dust I worship you
Lord of Dust I run from you
Lord of Dust I mute my cries
Lord of Dust I close my eyes
Visions of hatred
In the mist of a dream
Praying for silence
Hearing that scream
There is something
Deep inside me
Grown too large to contain
Now I dilapidate in throes of rapture
To keep myself sane...
I burned my home
Thread the violent sea
Climbed the mountain to meet the god
Teaching the craft of agony
With no hope left
I can't believe
With no hope left
I can't believe