Текст песни Miasmal - Excelsior

The final word is unveiled
There's no way back to our grave

Such treachery
The death of truth
This road will go on forever

Stuck in the trails where no one dared to tread
Lost in the haze where our souls have been bled

Dark reveries
Confusing threads
A severance from reality

It's coming closer
It has no name
We carry on to the top
Excelsior

We stare into the black circle of death
No use for our regrets

My fate is sealed
These ugly scars
Will never heal

Days of bleakness, nights of sorrow
With certitude we burn

Fallen, rising
Heavy load
Light the fuses
And implode

Stand up, get out, carry on
Die, live, love, kill the forgone