Spire
Popularity ยท Low
Listen
YouTube
0:00 / 0:00
Loading YouTube player...
Lyrics offset
Synced
Lyrics
This dismal monochrome, devoid of variation
These walls I call my home, my prison, my tomb...
My spire
Alone, I wait for the day to come //
Within these weaving chambers,
all doors to different minds
All paths to different times, these memories of mine
Clutch at my chest, still beating
A deluge of nightmares unfolding
These walls only add confusion
as they slowly move nearer
Ascend against my will
Then I will find my way out of this place
This dungeon of my own creation
Shackled to guilty misgivings from the past
"Only you can face the final door
Only you can rightfully restore
Only you can stave off your own death
Only you have the mind to save what is left"
Within these weaving chambers,
all doors to different minds
Paths to different times, these memories of mine
To take the road less travelled,
one must forget the past
Embrace this waking moment and find freedom at last
I smell the air, the fog is lifting
I see the sky, the day is breaking
I raise my arms and scream above
ยกยกscream above!!
The sun is mine
The groaning earth begins to quake
A cleft begins to form, all within its wake
Will soon be swallowed whole, never to enslave me again
I am my own master, this life is mine to live