Paroles de For Those Beneath Me

To grasp the brute inside- The arrogance of pride... Observing a myriad misled Disgorging bane subconscious For those beneath me I am weird Exhibit harm of human tongue The engine practised in disguise A nutriment of flies... Delusions Too vacuous to hold Ambivalent solution For those beneath me I should fall... In loneliness oblivion falls Comfort me, desert of my fallen laws This sole abyss contains no one the private chasm, the lion's den Divinity extends Becoming... Thus solitude invites... When wings are spread in shining, For those beneath me I will rise! In loneliness oblivion falls Comfort me, desert of my fallen laws!