On a Journey Sublunaris

Civilizations still bear the cost of the first thought
Which travels through tired ages, older than we ever know

To suffer through this life is to leave the burden of great untold
The rapturous end, tempting lands of secrets to be known
The Stability and moral doctrine are built from blood spilled by the sword..- From mortal coil, ashes bulit the gates for both cinder and shiny marble...

...yet to be seen
But none shall return

Go on a journey Sublunaris
Between Earth and Moon
Above stone and soil
Through oceans and mountains
To the edge of this world
Travellers, bringers of sin
Curse their own selves
Under a dim beholder

The entity of their apprehension
Can they reach final tranquility?

The first fear, the first steps from a dying paradise
The dreaming, from vision of hungry minds
Denomination rose above

Go on a journey Sublunaris
Between Earth and Moon
Above stone and soil
Through oceans and mountains
To the edge of this world
Travellers, bringers of sin
Curse their own selves
Under a dim beholder

Your god's shade follows you
Let It save you from phobia agnostos
Yet to be seen
But none shall return!

So go on a journey Sublunaris
Between Earth and Moon
Above stone and soil
Through oceans and mountains
To the edge of this world
Travellers, bringers of sin
Curse their own selves
Under a dim beholder