Tried to make away, tried to rise above Tried to face the day, tried to scale the walls West a bleeding dusk, east a rising Sun Freed of all restraint, fight the need to run Chase the altar true, crystalline and pure Lift the altar razed, risen to endure Risk the trodden day, risk is underfoot So lay me down If I am the wrath, my vengeance pure If I am the wrath, forged to endure If I am the wrath they must run toward the sea I lay the ash of those who fail to flee