Route the dark in light Ducking down Masonic freedom fighter Tend to rend the holy crown
Chalice overflowing When did this cup pass to me Empty vessel wrestled from a twine Entwined fate Engorged ball of hate Flattening the gluttons I've seen it all Its never right to Intermediate Limb of light Invigorated, left unchecked Balances precariously Between the seance of death And the scorn of the righteous Overbearing and meaningless And still it beckons
To walk a thin line Is to take everything in stride The same stride We strove for
Through every long night Waist deep in the sin Crying out internally Giving everything to win Starving on the battlegrounds Carving up and laying down Doubting every action Stained by affliction Destined to persist