I was there with you in the garden, I'll be there with you in the dirt: Stricken from the flesh, returned to the earth. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Souls go to heaven, while metal will rust. It ends in ashes, it all comes apart. Final attempt through Every window Of this opportunity Bled Thousands of colors Ablaze My glimpse of A Reset Thrones and skyline Horrors Towering above trees Immovable Contouring and crescent Now you're fed upon Descend below the roots