From Soulless To Shattered (Art In Dying) - Arsis

Penance for this breath of black betrayal

Stoic, famished guard the walls of this scarlet temple

Awaits to hear the sound of armies marching underground and the screams of

Failures conquest

A wish to waste and rise alone with only the wolves i call my own

A starving withered statue

Amidst the ruins you once knew

Condemned to defend

The weakened flesh of this facade from all that breathes and lies within

The vultures swarm and sharpen their talons

Upon wings of torment flying

Who is to say there is no art in dying

A starving withered statue

Amidst the ruins you once knew

A shrine for the sick to gather

From here to hell, from soulless to shattered

From soulless to shattered

To destroy and conquer this failure with a will of sharpened razors

To forget what has been done

And all I have over come

Penance for this breath of black betrayal

Stoic, famished guards the walls of this scarlet temple

Awaits to hear the sound of armies marching underground

And the screams of failures conquest

Upon wings of torment flying

Who is to say there’s no art in dying