Nadir - Byzantine

As I bore for the depths of depravity

A bottomless pit I have found

As I search for the signs of humanity

There will be no ashes abound

Will you burn me alive?

Turn my organs to ash

Await my salvation

As bones break like glass

If I empty my guts on the table

Will you sift through and find what you need?

Will you write out the truth with eloquence?

Or smear out a liars decree

Will you burn me alive?

Turn my organs to ash

Await my salvation

As bones break like glass

No cross no thorns

No kings without pawns

No pain no crown

My skin fills with rain

I stare in the eye of the storm

No cross no thorns

No kings without pawns

No pain no crown

My skin fills with rain

I stare in the eye of the storm