Bleak rays falls between
The doors of the great tree
With a single open eye
I can see his blackness

Now I am awake
Conscious and prepared
I smell the scent of dirt
The obscure shade is watching

Long forgotten spirits gather
Waiting to surpass this world
They'll now be the judge
Linking my soul to the roots

It's trying to pull me down
With a cold hug with strong hands
It scoffs giving me a crown
Of a barren and tainted realm

Heavier than chains of stone
Are the feelings of my guilt
Eating my lungs and heart
Like a raging wild vulture

Long forgotten spirits gather
Waiting to surpass this world
They'll now be the judge
Linking my soul to the roots