Miasmal - The Pilgrimage lyrics

See them walking tirelessly Searching for a purpose in life The sickening ways of their kin They had to leave behind The rumours of another way Far from this world, gone astray Line up March on One will Follow or begone The new sun is rising Over a world wrecked and torn Push relentlessly forward No time to mourn Approaching the gates of the temple A worship of a new kind Murmurs echo between the walls Prayers from diseased minds A silent grin, or a longing sigh The blades flash, it's time to die The new sun is rising Over a world wrecked and torn At the ground lays the remnants Of the longing to be reborn The search is over A gruesome display They found their truth No price too high to pay