Rot encompa**ing stone To peel back this reckoning Ma**es of brain masters pitted As life returns this pa**ing waste Proud to be living in the echo The mist of all things combined Unfocused apparitions stream Cresting in total divinity Not one with them Seperately crushing Glory amounted less in secret Blood trees stand on In slow stone centuries Petrifying the cast-offs of time Seeking the balance Acknowledge the dust and light Acknowledge divinity's mortality