The river I'm bound to be found in
A rope chosen bound for the hang
When I'm blinded I think I see everything
This god that I worship (a faded reflection)
This demon I blame (a flickering flame)
Conspire as one, exactly the same
To never recover the pieces to all that we've lost
The pieces, to all we've lost
I shudder to think of the consequence
Its blasphemy simple and true
The tragic protagonist torments
This god that I worship (a faded reflection)
This demon I blame (a flickering flame)
Conspire as one, exactly the same
To never recover the pieces to all that we've lost
To never recover the pieces to all that we've lost
The pieces, to all we've lost
Conspire as one, exactly the same