Ahead, one sells his faces from distant places underground
The dead continue toiling beneath the roiling thunderclouds
Think not in terms so tragic, of deaths pelagic, not so soon
Forgotten spirits peering across the clearing follow you
Can you still gaze above the stars?
Locked behind prison bars
Do you have what it takes?
As the edifice breaks
And the world sees your scars
Foretoken of the falling, ignore the calling memories
From smoke and ash and embers, the flame remembers centuries
Await your fate, contagion, contain your great inapathy
Denatured and abandoned, you lie here hand in hand with me
Can you still gaze above the stars?
Locked behind prison bars
Do you have what it takes?
As the edifice breaks
And the world sees your scars
Make your will known to all the lands
Take the world from their hands
Let the pantheon hear
All your rage, all your fear
Make your final demands