Mood: ...

POWER CALLING
and the frail shall turn to dust as the...
POWER rising
within the few who find the will,
It grows,
I know it shows.

Within the heart there's a fury and IT GROWS
within the eyes a deathlike calm,
And eye to eye we recognize our own

With death of day within the few
this inversion shall bring anew,
That of nights that since have gone unknown

Beyod this coil, I am reaching
beyond your reach, I send myself

Beneath the Earth beyond the sky IT GROWS
extend our will silent and still,
As one by one we deify our own

Now heed the urge to slip inside
and let them scream of patricide,
Destiny we will invent alone

Beyond this coil, I am reaching
beyond your reach, I send myself,
Beyond this coil, I am reaching
beyond your reach, I send myself

POWER CALLING
and the frail shall turn to dust as the...,
POWER rising
within the few who find the will

Beyond this coil, I am reaching
beyond your reach, I send myself,
Beyond this coil, I am reaching
beyond your reach, I send myself,
Beyond this coil, beyond this coil, I am reaching
beyond your reach, I send myself

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