H-h-head bowed, almost passed the light
My grip slackens around the knife
B-because the free don't have to fight
But I'm chained to the afterlife
I-I walk through the ruins of the roundtable hold
So wise, but I'm old, just devastated
I strike the illusion, 'cause the make of my soul
Is the path that I take, not the road I hated
Stare into the abyssal waters
Fury's purified by honor
Margit Fell, but I still prosper
These Omen chains are one shade darker
H-h-head bowed, almost passed the light
My grip slackens around the knife
B-because the free don't have to fight
But I'm chained to the afterlife
H-half-blood black blade, I'm consecrated
Godskin, white cape, I'm decorated
Whetstone dried up, this blade corroded
My fury tempered in a scarlet ocean
Yeah, ayy, prophet to the tyrant
Ayy, yeah, sighted serve the blinded
Yeah, no, burn the ultraviolet
No, sow the peace before I'm dying
H-h-head bowed, almost passed the light
My grip slackens around the knife
B-because the free don't have to fight
But I'm chained to the afterlife
H-h-head bowed, almost passed the light
My grip slackens around the knife
B-because the free don't have to fight
But I'm chained to the, chained to the, chained to the afterlife
