Fire Cleanses All - Invocator

Eyes wide open

Lost the smile that fits

Afraid to know the name

Of the emptiness behind the lids

With blood comes truth

I tell you fire cleanses all

How am I supposed to speak?

When I can’t hear at all

Slippery

Are the rocks of perfection

And lonely the my hands

Shaking

Oh awake me from this trance

With blood comes truth…

I’m here

In panic

In pain

In command

Out inside in here

I’m here

Out of control

Out of body

Out of mind

Desperately in need for someone

Beyond the steel

Anxiously awaiting

Someone behind the wheel

With blood comes truth…