Of Power

Power calling

And the frail shall turn to dust as the–

Power rising

Within the few who find the will

It grows

I know

It shows

Within the heart, there's a fury and (It grows)

Within the eyes, a deathlike calm

And eye to eye, we recognize our own

With death of day, within the few

This inversion shall bring anew

That of nights that since have gone unknown

Beyond this coil

I am reaching

Beyond your reach

I send myself

Beneath the earth, beyond the sky (It grows)

Extend our will, silent and still

As one by one, we deify our own

Now heed the urge to slip inside

And let them scream of patricide

Destiny, we will invent alone

Beyond this coil

I am reaching

Beyond your reach

I send myself

Beyond this coil

I am reaching

Beyond your reach

I send myself

Power calling

And the frail shall turn to dust as the–

Power rising

Within the few who find the will

Beyond this coil

I am reaching

Beyond your reach

I send myself

Beyond this coil

I am reaching

Beyond your reach

I send myself

Beyond this coil

Beyond this coil, I am reaching

Beyond your reach

I send myself