Woe of Tyrants Follow

An open eye, awakened cold
On a path of ruin that once was gold
Black mountains blocking the sun

Enveloped in decay what's devoid of life
The land is barren stone tonight
The shadows screaming discourse

But you can see it in the eyes
The onyx stones, I cannot fail
Embrace the world I aimed to change

A garden looms ahead of rocky soil
With spirits swirling in a dance
There is inherent mystery in a stone unturned
Serpents feign their sleeping, covered

The sound of weeping grants relief from the sting
A method ringing
Hesitation in engaging pursuit
The eye glows red, the action ensues

Coated in mold, lungs resonate the sounds of the mire
Behold transformation alive behind these eyes

In the moment there's a time for reflection
To bathe in the pressing instants conviction
I've come to terms with the very real change
Within the tombs, the climate anew

Behold transformation alive behind these eyes

There's ash within the rain falling with autumn tears
The lanterns of the night burning sulfur eyes
Halting glaciers freeze, the embers dance the stars
Fusing of worlds, worlds once apart

An open eye, awakened cold
On a path of ruin that once was gold
Black mountains blocking the sun

Enveloped in decay what's devoid of life
The land is barren stone tonight
The shadows are screaming discourse

But you can see it in the eyes
The onyx stones, I cannot fail
Embrace the world I aimed to change

A garden looms ahead of rocky soil
With spirits swirling in a dance
There is inherent mystery in a stone unturned
Serpents feign their sleeping, covered

In the somber dusk
Revealed is the shadow's scheme
Silencing reason

An open eye, awakened cold
On a path of ruin that once was gold
Black mountains blocking the sun