Procession

Right here in silence
Gazing at the field
Forgotten scenes being revealed
Like its cruel and burned ground
Fountain of dark magic has been found

Inside this dying realm
You see it shimmer
It burns away

Heed your master's call
Let down your guard
Use the last drop you have got
Down here in silence
Buried in graceful sorrow
The essence of death has been found

Inside this dying realm
The candles burn
The stars are aligned
Fulfilling the prophecy
A procession now gathers
They've been revealed

There's a longing
For a state beyond
The final sign
Shattered vision
And in these wastes
The barren land cries

Ascending higher
Passing through the gates
The final mass sounds
Assembled along the way
And on these desolate grounds
Misery now shows