For Ruin - Elysium lyrics

Sightless, restless time's remainder Frustrated, clouded days that pa** Escape - a legion's growing hunger (for the) Bleak signs of a pale reprieve No Elysian scenery or the Vine fruits of victories The frail souls behind the veil Their grey eyes - grip our fears Dead souls beyond all needs Hands grasp for their sins to shrive Don't let lie Don't let it lie