Procession

Right here in silence Gazing at the field Forgotten scenes being revealed Like its cruel and burned ground Fountain of dark magic has been found Inside this dying realm You see it shimmer It burns away Heed your master's call Let down your guard Use the last drop you have got Down here in silence Buried in graceful sorrow The essence of death has been found Inside this dying realm The candles burn The stars are aligned Fulfilling the prophecy A procession now gathers They've been revealed There's a longing For a state beyond The final sign Shattered vision And in these wastes The barren land cries Ascending higher Passing through the gates The final mass sounds Assembled along the way And on these desolate grounds Misery now shows