Devious Circus

Nightwind eternities mirth, sunlight eternities dream vessel it must manifest, cranium guarding the gleam power the spirit en masse, captor of all thought alone weary the flesh will retire, but what will become of the soul

There stood a god of stone beneath the lonely sky did it crumble deep into the ground

Merging with the bone uniting with the blood of its people soon to be reborn

Atmospheric fate pray for silent guards intervention above the mortal shape

Flee between the falling stars collect the holy mind to germinate the child

Power reproducing light to spawn the noble hope the nemesis despise