We are as one
Promised death
Forever lost

but never mourned 



Within this landscape
that has no end

We find our purpose

To burn again



Trapped inside this cell

The inner prison, containing only one

This is not a dream
It is your sentence,

bound in heavy metal bars


Ritual isolation,

Infinite contemplation 



You pace the floor
You cry for your help
Beg and plead

to be set free



There is no warden

There is no cell

You are the bastion
You've made this hell

Trapped inside this realm

The Inner prison, containing only you
This is only the beginning
It is your sentence,

bound in heavy metal bars


Ritual isolation
Infinite contemplation



The original sin

Born into this wretched world

Of man, and beast, alike
Both primitive
in their needs



The ancient spell

Infects your soul



Viewed from a warped lens
This plane that has no end
Alive in the burial urn

Screams unheard, as they die

We are as nothing

and promised less
Forever following
but never led 



Within this prism
that has no end
We find our fuel

To burn again



Ignited as we rot