Dreams that rattle in chains of stone,
Loneliness corrodes when it overshadows,
Destiny bound to the same old road
And the same old road is a double edge sword
Littered with bones and broken barrows
A slave to the devil in of a world devils
Stringing us up, feeling hope unravel.

Master, come a little closer to my breath,
Spill blood, spill death, Spill fear, unrest
But leave a little violence for the rest of us
As above, doubt below
Sleepwalk with a heart of lust.