The Monochrome Blade 歌词

Icy dew around burning cinders Ardent features, skeletal fingers Faces yield, torn by splinters Sacred heroes, grinning Like monstrous creatures Erase me from this vision Halt the burning season This burden, this burden Is it my own? Am I alone in writing my song? Erase me from this vision Thoughts dismayed Souls betrayed Through this prison of flesh This burden, this burden Is it my own? Am I alone in writing my song? The burden, the burden The ancestral daughters and sons The perilous ones The burden, the burden The ancestral daughters and sons The perilous ones Like a blade stuck inside our hearts Held to the throat It's the binding of the spirit onto shame And God's in the gutter Drunk on the tears he claimed For he is alone Inquisitor of the monochrome We ascend to a heaven Overgrown by dusk Among the misgiven Shards of our lives With a downcast face And tears aligned We're leaving this place To reclaim the divine We are alone Refugees from the monochrome Their burden, their burden The ancestral daughters and sons The perilous ones Coming undone The burden, the burden The ancestral daughters and sons The perilous ones Is this what we've become?