Trapped confronting falsehood with reality, As the lies seep through your teeth.
Blinded by stories of hopelessness fearing what is to come.
Do not falter, do not abate, do not retreat to the keep.
Impower the revolt, with words of patronage. Will you crumble before you leige.
(And now you beg for forgiveness) The faceless leige.
(Upon your self you brought this, suffering) You see whats present, but believe whats thought.
Will you crumble? Will you stand as your baron, or will you kneel with doubtfulness.
Now you've faultered in the face of the faceless, Faultered in the face
Of the faceless, faultered in the face of the faceless.
Your absence was awaited, now we're free of you. We knew long ago it wouldn't last.
You've failed in this world, Your time has pa**ed. You've got yours at last.
You'll fall before your leige.
And now you have faultered in the face of the faceless. Crumbled at the hands of your maker.
(And now you suffer.)