Afterlife

H-h-head bowed, almost passed the light My grip slackens around the knife B-because the free don't have to fight But I'm chained to the afterlife I-I walk through the ruins of the roundtable hold So wise, but I'm old, just devastated I strike the illusion, 'cause the make of my soul Is the path that I take, not the road I hated Stare into the abyssal waters Fury's purified by honor Margit Fell, but I still prosper These Omen chains are one shade darker H-h-head bowed, almost passed the light My grip slackens around the knife B-because the free don't have to fight But I'm chained to the afterlife H-half-blood black blade, I'm consecrated Godskin, white cape, I'm decorated Whetstone dried up, this blade corroded My fury tempered in a scarlet ocean Yeah, ayy, prophet to the tyrant Ayy, yeah, sighted serve the blinded Yeah, no, burn the ultraviolet No, sow the peace before I'm dying H-h-head bowed, almost passed the light My grip slackens around the knife B-because the free don't have to fight But I'm chained to the afterlife H-h-head bowed, almost passed the light My grip slackens around the knife B-because the free don't have to fight But I'm chained to the, chained to the, chained to the afterlife