Dead to a Dying World narcissus

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Bewitched by the eye of the storm
Offerings of wheat and flesh performed
Blind turned eye, to the ruins
Walls will rise to consume you
Carved stones as law
Are the bars of your cell
The fear burns in deep
Like the hole in your heart
Wrath as man, soulless demon
Grey of death, marching desert
Steeds of despair
Craving flesh of their lords
Three ravens stare
As the hound flees in fear
Is this our fate
Rise to decay
How can we break
This wheel of pain
Stars made flesh with hearts of fire
Mind of light and feet of iron
The body shackled to desire
Leads the shepherd to the alter
The noose is tied, unto the oak
The blade is sharp, against my throat
And though I fall, into black seas
I'm blinded by, what can't be seen
No king or priest, no gods of men
Will change this fate, our prophecy
Nemesis, your fate, lured to abandon
Unable to break the gaze that enslaves you
Rise or die, burn the alter
End the reign of mortal bondage
Though the path is clear
And our feet know the way
Do we choose to follow
Or can we break away
The noose is tied, unto the oak
The blade is sharp, against my throat
And though I fall, into black seas
I'm blinded by, what can't be seen
No king or priest, no gods of men
Will change this fate, our prophecy.

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