Stand and meet your fate
Blood spilled at your feet
Don't turn your back on me

Our blades both bathed in black
Carved we are in strife
This fate of death we share

Ocean, grant me
Strength to live
I'm falling deeper

Faced with phantoms
Of the past I
Strive to wake the sleeper

Visions of the
Dead are calling
Victims of the cloud that brings the dark

In this storm
Of his design, I yearn
To quell the violence in my heart

Stand and meet your fate
Blood spilled at your feet
Don't turn your back on me

For I am power and I am pain
The very same you seek
Don't think you're not like me

Our blades both bathed in black
Carved we are in strife
This fate of death we share

Walk with me this path
Through death you may know life
Come taste of my despair

Curse thy bitter blade
I won't accept this fate
I'm nothing that you are

The hearts you lay to waste
Cannot be replaced
Their light, my guiding star

Though blood stains both our hands,
This hell you've brought to life,
A burden I must bear

To seek instead their light
And free all souls from strife
I'll break through your despair

Ocean, grant me
The will to fight
This darkness binds me

Faced with phantoms
of the past
A trail of blood behind me

Visions of the dead are calling
Fallen from this broken, bitter blade
In this storm of my design
I yearn to save
the souls that I've betrayed

Stand and meet your fate
Blood spilled at your feet
Don't turn your back on me

For I am power and I am pain
The very same you seek
Don't think you're not like me

Our blades both bathed in black
Carved we are in strife
This fate of death we share

Walk with me this path
Through death you may know life
Come taste of my despair

Curse thy bitter blade
I won't accept this fate
I'm nothing that you are

The hearts you lay to waste
Cannot be replaced
Their light, my guiding star

Though blood stains both our hands,
This hell you've brought to life,
A burden I must bear

To seek instead their light
And free all souls from strife
I'll break through your despair

Stand and meet your fate
Blood spilled at your feet
Don't turn your back on me

Our blades both bathed in black
Carved we are in strife
This fate of death we share