Panic In Serpents Hold

Escapism and silent cries
Tearing through tormented minds
There is no return from this
No turning back so the chase persists
Through the trees - keeping grip
Pulsating red from your fist

Panic in defeat
Vanquishing the fleets
Feel their thoughts destroyed
To the darkest depths deployed
Asking why? Dead eyes
Until you realize
You have the power now

This is only a pre-cursor
To what's in store
This will go oh so much further than this

In time I'll be the one
To raise the fallen sun

The sun is burning from the inside out
So I will use her to stop time

In time I'll be the one
To raise the fallen son