Here my bones bleach Before the blazing light of purity Chained to the mountain top The waste of heaven falls upon me My wrists are a grisly red From the bonds of justice Now I understand Why men look to the ceaseless sky I toyed with the mortal gift of thought I pondered through the ruins of mystery I scoffed at the altar of solace In the ruins I dreamt nothing I raised my lance to the sky Curing those dust covered statues Then a raindrop stuck brow And the oceans of the sky fell The mountains sank into the sea The crumbling earth had betrayed me Fleeing to nowhere sanctuary barred The rainwound begins to bleed Grim haunts of the heavens and hells Emerged from the cracks in the sky and the rocks A mob of fiends encircled me Through undivine ascension I was taken to the gods I was made to kneel Before the gods Their stares peeled flesh and bone Bludgeoning my soul For insolence in denial I was to make penance And my legacy was to grasp my kind On the mountaintop I was put An iron chain bore into the wound Linking my mind with the heavens above Forever thought was taken from us