Spire - Barren Earth

In the accolades I rub my spirit raw

In every crack regalia fester

(golden scars to testify)

A rolling gait

Through plebs impassions one and all

To subjugate and turn to power designs

(battering minds)

I feel encouraged by the threat

That overhangs my rage

Spurs me on to pierce the veil

(regain the strides that drowned inside)

Getting closer the source of an honor

I believe that this is where the ire began

Higher higher

Cast into more than being

Dire words

Lashing me on

Lawless, piercing through the echoing avarice

Riding on the blackened waves forlon

(Reflecting waves like broken shards)

Introspective, anchored, malevolent

Bleak resolve, all bets are open!

Higher higher

Cast into more than being

Dire words

Lashing up harrowing fiends

Higher higher

On the teeth of a raging sea

Then immersed

In the flash of a still forming spire

(Loss) I’ve repaired this enclosure

Mourned the loss of a notion

For days and years

(Years so low)

Low was that world

(world without will)

Will all this silence be broken while

(We live)

(Ever long)

I’ve repaired this enclosure

(Wrath of the ocean)

Battled the wrath of this ocean

Around our isle

Proud astride the grime-tressed mare

I interjected

And called the hordes to me

All the while lacking the skill to lead

Thus vexed I laid my scorn

On bleating masses

Swung the workhorse of despair

Took the gallop towards the precipice

(Loss) I’ve repaired this enclosure

Mourned the loss of a notion for days and years

(So low)

Low was that world

(world without still)

Will rose higher devotion found

(We lived)

(Ever long) I’ve repaired this enclosure

(Wrath of the ocean)

And seen the wrath

Of this ocean reform our fears

(Downcast)

Cast into more

(more than mere will)

Will all these shards remain broken still?

(Lashing me on)

On — Forlorn blackened waves

On — Lashing me on

On — Forlorn blackened waves

On — Lashing me onto the spire