Heaven Torn Low I The Passage
Bleed
Heaven torn low then thrown in the fire
Reave
Weep of the woe to mirror the ire

Eve
Joining the foe as ash in the pyre
Deceive
Heaven torn low then thrown in the fire
Heaven torn low then thrown in the fire
Heaven torn low then thrown in the fire
Heaven torn low then thrown in the fire

Wake as the shattered flow
Further than far to go
What was above when they held you below?
Are they to know?
Cull for a quickening
Horizon is found on wing
Would it be sheer where the living still cling?
Are they to show?
Hold of the handle fray
Prey
Crumble of silt betray
Fingers that claw at the last of decay
In mirrors
Backwards the fall will gleam
The last of the blur of screams
Would lift you as felled beyond nothing it seems
So now that it all seems clear
Away from the far and near
We'll orbit the climb beyond circling fear
And if I could hold this sphere
And vanquish all once held dear
I wouldn't remain to deceive or deny
I wouldn't hold pain in embrace with a lie
So wouldn't disdain fall away with the sky

Secrets you know
But barely can hold
Through mirror you fray
Fell from below
All of the way
With you in tow

A lesson to learn will pale in the shade that was ever to grow
Where seven will spurn this tale the sixes in triumph will know
So here is a sphere where a tomb and a throne are left cold and alone
And if they unseen are to burn, would their meaning ever have been known?
So shatter the mighty of sword, for you still are to end in the cold
A desolate moon wouldn't now shed a tear for the lives that you sold
So here is atonement and here never read what the epitaph told
And I wouldn't know your name unless you had since shattered the mold
I wouldn't know your name unless you were the blackest of souls
You wouldn't call my name unless I was the passage and toll