Beneath the sands Recover distressed echoes Weathered, cannot stand Return to dust Weathered cannot stand I shall return to dust Forsaken for the truth last breath, and not too soon Looking skyward from the ground The crowd still cheers for you Dust of silence fills the air A backlash of obligations The echoes decay. the echoes decay Distorting, unending, sacrifice Storm raging, reveal the sign Hunting grounds exposed False dawn decomposed Caught in the shade of the barricade Rage cast aside, fall into the tide Decimate rights of passage, summoning the conclave Cover of darkness, will I make it before the dawn breaks? Gathering all I know, cursed lands they will corrode Contemplate rights of passage, cursed lands they will corrode Purge the waters, uncover the burden, dismantle indecency Every words sound, really brings me down A decorated frown, no one ever said it was easy Displace the anguish, embrace the solace, remain fatigue I have found the reason I can take shelter, though my vessel is tethered