A Soul Once Lost - Psycroptic

Pity, there is no need for this

Comfort in their eyes

Forced down for mercy no

Sleeping patiently await

Time for resurrection soon

Days ahead bring change in hand

Time is growing closer now

So raise your fisted hand

We sleep no longer now

So go forth with no remorse

And never show restraint

As they will not pray for your souls

What you seek beyond this wall

Liberation so close you can smell

Last chance, a final attempt

Time is growing closer now

So raise your fisted hand

We sleep no longer now

So go forth with no remorse

And never show restraint

As they will not pray for your souls

Destined for this life beyond

In time we search through desperately

It seems this side will reign again

A time that lights our souls with pride

Set sail and never look back

Push forward, see what lay ahead

Hold tight, don’t loosen our grip

Achieve anything