Album: Psykerion
In recoil I reflect upon
The madness I saw there
And yet our reasons justified;
Of that I am aware
I’m drained but I must carry on And live with dignity
And put this memory far behind
As homeward we retreat
In recoil I reflect upon
The inhumanity
Their poisoned minds;
Their tortured pride;
Their cold hostility
I sense the smell of victory;
But now it’s not so sweet
I am living; I am one;
But now my heart won’t beat
In recoil I reflect upon
The way things used to be
A time of endless innocence;
A time of purity
I sense the smell of victory;
But now it’s not so sweet
I am living; I am one;
But I can barely breathe…