I pursued the serpent Eyes blindfolded Words of wisdom sung to the deaf Dancing in ashes, drowning in tearsThe bloom of dissolution, like a shadow close to my skin Let me stare through your eyes into the void they createdA barren wasteland where dark wind blows And the great old ones reign Slowly carrying ourselves to the grave We're sinking in the rivers bleak And in the end only ghosts will know your nameSuffocating by the grace of time Starving by the hand that feeds Bury me in the soil The weight of life becomes my curseVestiges of the past Vestiges of the fallen Woe is me In atrophy we will remain
