Haste - A God Reclaims His Throne Lyrics
baptized by kilowatts and ohms, what's left is waiting.the embers rise like incense carry prayers for what isnext to come. carry me on silver wings to meet withvulcan. to be forged anew and rise again above witharms of fire. holding this common language in ourhands. find solace in the landscape. the best laidplans carry the wieght of an entire season's hope. thecity waits with shattered skyline for its missing hero. tolay low those beneath and cast aside the restraints ofhopeless inertia as winter's chill fades below me. nowwe are silent, holding this common language in ourhands. find solace in the landscape. watching,waiting, holding on to victory's kiss. like alloys weshape, bending ourselves to our needs. bend thehammer to the anvil of self. the smithy screams withexertion as the flames drive out impurities. bend thehammer to the anvil of self. the soul screams withrecreation bathed in the furnace of ascension. winter'schill fades below me.