I did not beg to the monarch of heaven
I did not kneel before the king of hell
No wash of light to bathe me in
No eruption of flames to devour my eradicated flesh
I am the idol of sacrifice
Preserved in perfect form
In the planetary cavity
Until a day of reckoning
I am the icon of loss, buried beneath the ice
In a crypt of asphyxiating solitude
Until my heart beats again
A servant to death's design
Weep for the world you once knew
I did not lay with a siren of sin
I did not feast on the beauty of flesh
No tempting snake to lure me in
No conception of lust to suppress my craving skin
The final resting place, this is history personified
View, the past as present day
We are set to wallow in the mire
Forget your thoughts of the afterlife
This is reality
Formed among the frozen waves of lost mortality
There is nothing beyond this agony
Conceal earth like a cloak, a mental state of degradation
Offering to the immortals
I can hear them screaming for me
Now I have formed, I will give this earth a revolution
Remodelled orb, I have given life a definition
Cleansing the earth, anew
You will not live beyond me
I did not beg to the monarch of heaven
I did not kneel before the king of hell
No wash of light to bathe me in
No eruption of flames to devour my eradicated flesh
Memories fail me
Sorrow, consumes me
Contact, eludes me
There is, nothing
Forget your thoughts of the afterlife
This is reality
Formed among the frozen waves of lost mortality
There is nothing beyond this agony
Sentenced to death



Lyrics submitted by Opethfanatic89

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