Reaping the wind, through this mortal shell
In the wake of destruction, this will not fall
Walking with shadows, defined by my suffering
Feeding the spirit, through divine intervention
Out of the fire, so much for compassion
I've thrown it to desire, in time you'll hear

Tirades of Truth
Glazed and angry eyes
Spoken to, by the breath of Gods
In the valley...of death's decision
The judgment...listen

The last, kind words ever, said will be
You will live below, angels
And above, beasts

It's seldom clear, the roads to temptation
Are filled with such peril but the human spirit can soar
It's more, than we can ever be in one lifetime
We need more, to become Gods ourselves

Tirades of Truth
Glazed and angry eyes
Spoken to, by the breath of Gods
In the valley...of death's decision
The judgment...listen

The last, kind words ever, said will be
You will live below, angels
And above, beasts

Temptation

Even...the Heavens, aren't innocent
Innocent

Tirades of Truth
Glazed and angry eyes
Spoken to, by the breath of Gods
In the valley...of death's decision
The judgment...listen

The last, kind words ever, said will be
You will live below, angels
And above, beasts.

Above beasts...above beasts...above beasts

And above beasts

And above beasts.