Shattering The Spell - Arsis

Are my hands not black?

Black with the filth of this ageless denial?

From the first birthing breath, to the stillness of death

The light of the «right» has been deceived

And thus we live our lives

Always one step from the «heavens»

Shattering the spell

One act that will free us

Shattering the spell

Beaten by the lies of failure’s conquest

One step from the «heavens»

Shattering the spell

When every breath’s a warning and every moment a sign

Lay me amidst the pinewood walls to regain what once was mine

All’s pale

Shattering the spell

Flesh pales

Shattering the spell

Are my hands not red?

Red with the truth that has conquered denial?

From the first broken vow, to the last fighting breath

The light of the «right» has been deceived

And thus we die

What’s left, left for the living?

In the eyes of the purest truth?

What’s left, left for the living?

In the arms of denial’s only son?

When every breath’s a warning and every moment a sign

Lay me amidst the pinewood walls to regain what once was mine

All’s pale

Shattering the spell

Flesh pales

Shattering the spell

(Solo: Malone)

And thus we live our lives

Always one step from the «heavens»

Shattering the spell

One act that will free us

Shattering the spell

Beaten by the lies of failure’s conquest

One step from the «heavens»

Shattering the spell