The conciousness of higher priests
Vertigo
Pestilence given the highest seat
Invested
Trust wasted on righteous falseness
Disillusion

Relishing power behind a guarded veil
With not a questioning glance
Dreadlords at the feasting
Upon innocent minds

The veil down by our hands
Reveals them
Defy the ruling wicked
And betray them

We will climb vaulted steps
Into darkened towers
Uprooting the sickness
Our bravest hour

This night our bravest hour

The veil down by our hands reveal them

Into motion the first steps ring
And all will change
As a wheel of perpetual motion
Nothing remains the same

Nothing the same

Given the sight to see beyond
None choose to stay

Bravest hour