Amidst shadows of night I make myself a seer
To see the answer through the stream so clear
That flows by endless rows of nameless stones
Piled upon the tombs of the kings unknown

Agonies be thy children, so we forsake this world

With this impending doom above our heads
We go hand in hand and join with the dead
Into realms beneath the womb of the earth
Baptised with blood, scavenged for rebirth

Agonies be thy children, so we forsake this world
To the land of shadows by the paths unheard

As thy world devours itself, we wash ourselves clean
The end is thy own making, all that was becomes a dream

Agonies be thy children, so we forsake this world

We walk a darker path to see what lies
Beyond the skies of misanthropic wrath