Sentence of Immortality - Psycroptic

Gracious is the moment of the last breath to be had

Seek refuge in the past memories

Solitude it grows deep entwining around one’s thoughts

No end to cycles, vicious circles

Endless wandering desperate for an end

Last of a kind, cannot pretend

Glory once had grown weary with age

How can it stop forever enraged

There must be a way, it’s not possible

Counting down the days until the answer’s found

Sorrow grows into a desperate cry for help

No answers, what’s the solution now

Journey to the centre of the frostbitten realms

In search for souls long forgotten

Endless wandering desperate for an end

Last of a kind, cannot pretend

Glory once had grown weary with age

How can it stop forever enraged

The sympathy of the ageless gods we seek

Forced to lurk in shadows

Forever cold in time

Await new sentence to pass down

Can’t make it end by his own two hands

Fire engulfs the night what sign is this

Bowing down to beg forgiveness now

Crimes so long before the recording of years

Ice ravaged landscapes across the mountain top

Paths lead to nowhere, in this frozen world

Black sky surrounding, searching the moonlight

Forthcoming in shadows, what can be found

The deep caverns reveal

A light so blinding

The symbol of time

Await new sentence to pass down