The candle placed upon the altar A brewed poison surrounding Thoughts of a damaged past summon her The dead that never really die We hope to understand why The portal opens With no response We are left to wonder What really happened? Bleeding Through The past never foregone Its toll still rings With a future we must form Bleeding Through The past never foregone Its toll still rings With a future we must form We cannot escape the past It can never be recast Forming our future With no say on how Uncontrolled conjure Forged by others unknown It never ends Its reign upon our lives We have no choice We must live this life Bleeding Through The past never foregone Its toll still rings With a future we must form Bleeding Through The past never foregone Its toll still rings From its tumultuous storm