Arbiter
Wicked séance, foreign tongues
Feast on terror and dismay
Disfigured, this body of mine
Broken bones will
Inspire malevolence
Feeding on failures
Compiled into moments
Fractured existence
A life of endless drama
This body, Arbiter
Who loves to break the cycle
Incoherent whispers
Sirens of the black
Leading me astray
As I traverse the outskirts of my mind
Bound to your path that's
Laid out way before me
Concealing the truth
And obscuring facts
Blackened as the
Sun laid out in the sky
Over Iduun
With his blood red skies
Arbiter
The lies of the damned bear no weight on the stand
Pull the veil back and discern
The dark truth
Arbiter
Swift judgment must pass upon this conscience of glass
Declare anathema or salvage the incarnation
Resistance against the consequences
Of this impasse of existence
Blinded eyes forsake me
Wicked séance, foreign tongues
Feast on terror and dismay
Wicked séance
Foreign tongues
Feast on terror
And dismay
Disfigured
This body of mine
Fed on terror and decay
Arbiter
The lies of the damned bear no weight on the stand
Pull the veil back and discern
The dark truth
Arbiter
Swift judgment must pass upon this conscience of glass
Declare anathema or salvage the incarnation
Feast on terror and dismay
Disfigured, this body of mine
Broken bones will
Inspire malevolence
Feeding on failures
Compiled into moments
Fractured existence
A life of endless drama
This body, Arbiter
Who loves to break the cycle
Incoherent whispers
Sirens of the black
Leading me astray
As I traverse the outskirts of my mind
Bound to your path that's
Laid out way before me
Concealing the truth
And obscuring facts
Blackened as the
Sun laid out in the sky
Over Iduun
With his blood red skies
Arbiter
The lies of the damned bear no weight on the stand
Pull the veil back and discern
The dark truth
Arbiter
Swift judgment must pass upon this conscience of glass
Declare anathema or salvage the incarnation
Resistance against the consequences
Of this impasse of existence
Blinded eyes forsake me
Wicked séance, foreign tongues
Feast on terror and dismay
Wicked séance
Foreign tongues
Feast on terror
And dismay
Disfigured
This body of mine
Fed on terror and decay
Arbiter
The lies of the damned bear no weight on the stand
Pull the veil back and discern
The dark truth
Arbiter
Swift judgment must pass upon this conscience of glass
Declare anathema or salvage the incarnation
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Hylands
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