Can't you see the fine limits of your hunger
Divine words of power can give birth to the mistake
BLOWN!
By envy and frost
ALONE!
Your kingdom is doomed
Drop it all the ladders are way too brittle
The falling damage will be tough
AND IT'S CLOSER AND CLOSER
I want more since I'm chopped with paradoxes
We are the heirs (of the half god, the one) The one who made the great
Fault
Few things that reveal the worst part of myself
Drown into hatred, my own madness
BLOWN!
By envy and frost
ALONE!
Your despair is king
BOLD IS YOUR VENGEANCE
THE RIVER WILL DECAY
RED AS LAVA
THE GROUND WILL QUAKE
This world could burn
I'd never made a step
Wise is the man who stops
Hitting the anvil
BOLD IS YOUR VENGEANCE
THE RIVER WILL DECAY
Encounters of conjectural plots trying to beat me down with hope and
Kindness
This world could burn
All we have is wounds to care about
I now ride into the deep
In the search of the right way
I've waited under the yoke of decorum
I'd seal my eyes again
I'd close my soul and witness the end of an age