Drifting in the burning maze Slithering corners and inescapable dead ends Nourished by fiction while the embers decay my soul Elusive heavens redeeming this death row Living in distress Vibrating in false frequency The surface tension of deceptive waters Carrying us apart so easily Treacherously guiding our ways Our ways Incinerated Extracted from within Condemned to live forever Unawakened In this fucking paradox Pawn in the game of gods Torn asunder for a divine cause Born of the clay and straws Scorn the biased script in stars Forlorn of biased script in stars Chasing shadows out of range In this endless hunt without the chase Living in distress Vibrating in false frequency The surface tension of deceptive waters Incinerated Extracted from within Condemned to live forever Unawakened In this fucking paradox Pawn in the game of gods Torn asunder for a divine cause Born of the clay and straws Scorn the biased script in stars Forlorn of biased script in stars Surrounded by your eternal night My eyes traversing the dark light Fulfill the prophecies of doom Death fixing in the bloom When the flame turns blue And when you see the waves of doom There's no escape, no reverse or undo Pawn in the game of gods Torn asunder for a divine cause Born of the clay and straws Scorn the biased script in stars Forlorn of biased script in stars