The conciousness of higher priests
Vertigo
Pestilence given the highest seat
Invested
Trust wasted on righteous falseness
Disillusion
Relishing power behind a guarded veil
With not a questioning glance
Dreadlords at the feasting
Upon innocent minds
The veil down by our hands
Reveals them
Defy the ruling wicked
And betray them
We will climb vaulted steps
Into darkened towers
Uprooting the sickness
Our bravest hour
This night our bravest hour
The veil down by our hands reveal them
Into motion the first steps ring
And all will change
As a wheel of perpetual motion
Nothing remains the same
Nothing the same
Given the sight to see beyond
None choose to stay
Bravest hour
