CRAWLING FROM THE CHOKING GROUND
SENTIENCE TRAPPED IN STONE RISES
GROWN WITHIN THE GROUND WE STAND
BLINDLY FEEDING OFF THE LAND
WE ARE ROOTED DEEP WITHIN A NEW REALITY
BURNING LIGHT IS QUICK TO FADE
FOR OUR WORLD HAS BEEN UNMADE
THERE IS NOWHERE LEFT TO GROW
OUTSIDE OF OUR DREAMS
WRITHING AGAINST A NAMELESS FORCE
SINKING FURTHER AWAY FROM LIGHT
THE SHAPES OF OUR WORLDS HAVE CHANGED
FAR BEYOND OUR CONTROL
OUR PURPOSE
OUR SUBSTANCE
OUR EXISTENCE
HAS BEEN TAKEN FROM US
GROWN WITHIN THE GROUND WE STAND
IN A LONG DEFEATED LAND
WE ARE ROOTED DEEP WITHIN A VILE CALAMITY
BURNING LIGHT HAS GONE AWAY
OUR BODIES HAVE BEEN BETRAYED
THERE IS NOTHING LEFT TO KNOW
OUTSIDE OF OUR PRISONOUS SLUMBER

INVIA LE CORREZIONI