Ghostlimb - Wall of Books lyrics

I acknowledge the risk But I trust empirically In the ribs that break the eyes that see I always believed In the lengthening reach Beyond our own restricted field of vision But the terror of days the gnashing hours of teeth A debt of autonomy A built up and torn down Corioli Why I'd push against a Volscan tide Is only now clear to me Every road we trod along And all the kindred spirits and love we lost Nothing's more clear than the sound of shattered bone Every dent and bruise is ours and ours alone "And when Philip wrote thus to the Spartans: If once I enter into your territories, I will destroy ye all, never to rise again; they answered him with the single word, If."¹