Culmination of the Enigma - In Vain

Broken bonds

Division amongst men

Living lives that are

Depraved and terrified

Souls bewildered

Seekers lost in their quest

Brothers to none

Slaves to their own desires

A fateful sacrifice of their souls

Culmination of the enigma

A sunrise that never came

They are lost within

Rest I crave

Thorns on my grave

Summer remains

In a winter of hate

Now it’s time to weed out the weak

As we rise above the vile

Strength still reigns in our hearts

Through all the years of our strife

In this disaster state

Immortal outcasts will be

Forced into the fray

Upon our return

Resting days in the sun

Will be our epitaph

With nothing to gain

They give up their reign

And then they lose all their fate

Their lives' bane

Their hope has been slain

And their lives flow down the drain

As they feed from the strain

Their lives’s bane

They are lost within