Vestigial - Crown of Serpents

Warlord

Deeply rooted yet without foundation
Seasons change as the leaves give way
Green to gray, it's all the same to me
I swore an oath
Another broken promise I'll shoulder for you
I am a husk
You are a parasite
A paradox on the soul
But living takes its toll

Wake up to the fire
Burn the flesh and rend the soul
Open your eyes
It's time to rake the coals
I am the mire
I will drag you down with me
Cast from your spire
Your hands will plant the seed

I administer
Vials of sanctity
Left alone
The price you pay dies with me
A paradox on the soul
But living takes its toll

Wake up to the fire
Burn the flesh and rend the soul
Open your eyes
It's time to rake the coals
I am the mire
I will drag you down with me
Cast from your spire
Your hands will plant the seed

I'm so tired, yet so restless
Bring me peace for all I've lost
This life's worth fell apart
Ensuring the end of this shattered core

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Writer(s): Michael Stellema
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