Procession

Crimson hands cursed and bound
Silence broken as the [bad word] crashing down
All that lives expires
Yet so untimely
Lord dethroned
My brother betrayer
Ripping wounds revealed
Harbinger of doom
The sky has fallen
And I bare it's weight
These walls harbor uniquity
darkness which never sleeps
Sewing the seeds of doubt within
I am but a pawn
Looming clouds prevail
Concealing the Sun
Weaving a tapestry of guile
I've tried to keep adrift
On a sea of confusion
Drank of the rivers and vale
Life ends here [bad word] this body to the ground
Let soil wash over crossed arms
vessel to the grave
Rests in lament
Life ends here
Pull me up through the sky
Peering through the trees
Wildfires alive in me
Will turn you to stone
I can still see the face
You buried alone
Held in sleep
Life ends here [bad word] this body to the ground
Let soil wash over crossed arms
vessel to the grave
Rests in lament
Banished
Banished