The stakes that lie before the grave Tie our hands behind, The flaking truths of man And as we watch our roots decay Sitting idly by, We fail to understand. How to fill the hole, And embrace the heart To shed the weight of autophagy. Yet with a one-dimensional wisdom We'd rebuke an infinite glory Shrouding the light that's faired all time Below the shelter, And above the heights Of man's guilded reach We find a world disconnected We've sown our seed in the spine of the earth In an attempt to forge our own lines Yet we're treading past the point of return Forming the unseen void As the arrows of our ways sink beneath the skin, The blood of our victims we find akin. To ours to ours to our own Then the blood flows And we see ourselves for the first time Why does the blood have to flow? And stain the soul of the sum We must abstain from the instigation Before the air all life breathes Is gone To own The world Yet close The door We've sown our seed in the spine of the earth Now we must erase the bold lines In only peace may we return To a world so warm When love is the truth, it's our light The glowing gateway to the divine