The Abyss
From deepest, darkest space, to cruel forgotten seas
And all that lies between, only your God can judge me?
There is a place for me, wherever that may be?
But I can't see the woods, for all the dying trees
Look to the skies
For your first sign
Grown tired of weakened prayer, the gold is fading
We stand in line to hear how we're degraded
Studied in human flesh, a shrine on fire
The autumn leaves have died with man's desire
Proceed, deceive
Limited discovery
First seed received
All lies believed
I walk a path unknown
Into the black
My ghosts are all homegrown
And there's no turning back
Look to the seas
For your next sign
Untie my bloodied hands, don't spare the horses
We're off to foreign lands with arcane forces
To hack upon my throat, no hesitation
Beyond my diocese all law is futile
Proceed, deceive
Limited discovery
First seed received
All lies believed
I walk a path unknown
Into the black
My ghosts are all homegrown
And there's no turning back
I sail this sip alone and plough my furrow
Buried in nameless mist, shapeless tomorrow
The Earth becomes a scar, ripe for the picking
I see the journey's end, the clock is ticking
Proceed, deceive
Limited discovery
First seed received
All lies believed
I walk a path unknown
Into the black
My ghosts are all homegrown
And there's no turning back
And all that lies between, only your God can judge me?
There is a place for me, wherever that may be?
But I can't see the woods, for all the dying trees
Look to the skies
For your first sign
Grown tired of weakened prayer, the gold is fading
We stand in line to hear how we're degraded
Studied in human flesh, a shrine on fire
The autumn leaves have died with man's desire
Proceed, deceive
Limited discovery
First seed received
All lies believed
I walk a path unknown
Into the black
My ghosts are all homegrown
And there's no turning back
Look to the seas
For your next sign
Untie my bloodied hands, don't spare the horses
We're off to foreign lands with arcane forces
To hack upon my throat, no hesitation
Beyond my diocese all law is futile
Proceed, deceive
Limited discovery
First seed received
All lies believed
I walk a path unknown
Into the black
My ghosts are all homegrown
And there's no turning back
I sail this sip alone and plough my furrow
Buried in nameless mist, shapeless tomorrow
The Earth becomes a scar, ripe for the picking
I see the journey's end, the clock is ticking
Proceed, deceive
Limited discovery
First seed received
All lies believed
I walk a path unknown
Into the black
My ghosts are all homegrown
And there's no turning back
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Turner, Martyn Millard, Ben Ward, Joe Hoare
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