Amidst shadows of night I make myself a seer To see the answer through the stream so clear That flows by endless rows of nameless stones Piled upon the tombs of the kings unknown Agonies be thy children, so we forsake this world With this impending doom above our heads We go hand in hand and join with the dead Into realms beneath the womb of the earth Baptised with blood, scavenged for rebirth Agonies be thy children, so we forsake this world To the land of shadows by the paths unheard As thy world devours itself, we wash ourselves clean The end is thy own making, all that was becomes a dream Agonies be thy children, so we forsake this world We walk a darker path to see what lies Beyond the skies of misanthropic wrath