Psyclon Nine
Remains of Eden : II
We all chew at the umbilical cord
Gnash the teeth. Loose us from the mother
Leave the nest, spread the wings, eclipse the sun, take fire to the fields
And find your grace through desolation
Now's the season of the shadow : watch the sky turn black
Now, give love to the devils who dwell inside and give your hand to the reaper
I can't see through their haze as I suffocate, as I'm suffocating
As we walk through this maze, all that remains of Eden is disintegrating
Now's the season of the shadow : watch the sky turn black
Now, give love to the devils who dwell inside and give your hand to the reaper
Upon their rusted blades, serve your soul unto the reaper