The Boundless
Parius
Fragile mind unbecoming at the threshold arrived
Worn feet compelled by the chimes
Whispers I heard, sanity compromised
With nothing left to fill the space between hell and I
I'm unravelling
Frayed, lost, and forgotten
Will they call me a martyr?
Saint of nothing, father to none
Free of god's hooks, boundless I have become
The melody now out of tune
Crashing of the black moon
Forces that prevented me from forming these wounds are weakening
I continue to bleed as he'd want me to bleed
(Solo - Rauch)
(Solo - Fenton)
I continue to bleed
Sepharail's hooks never truly left me
Saint of nothing, father to none
Free of god's hooks, boundless I have become
I have become undone enthralled by this melody
