Descent - Knut

Belief

I believe in

I’ll lower my head down on my knees

Belief

It’s a loose ground to walk on

Come to me praise the blade

Shine it finely carved

Clever disguise bear the mark

The plan engraved inside

Hang on to their line

Fists and feet tied

Rise

Step on the ladder

Step ahead

Dive

Rise step ahead

Meet your sun

Dive

Just one step next

Stuck in their nest

Dragged along the line

Not a trace left