Son of Sight

The truth will out
To exclude the descent of our lives
Of all the scriptures burned
None hold the key, to eternal light
Known of no gods
He hath bring power, untold might
Repair the scars
For the disturbance, Son of Sight

He awaits, for the unruly
Exterminating all in his way
Another life spent knowing no reason
To exist, the only means to observe

Aim for the heart
It shall be the curse, to withdraw
Then the blood shall flow
To form a river, under him
Blessed by no one
To the extent, of our dreams
The final strike
To be commenced, unholy

Empty prayers, upon the tombstone

And who will be the cause of his downfall?
Such a life cannot be taken by a mortal
But only when the time is right
Shall the gates come forth open
To execute his demise



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Whatcott, Connell Donoghue, Adam Crookes, Seth Bromage, Logan Wilkinson, Matty Hutchinson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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