Thrive On Empty Temples

We thrive on empty temples

We bloom where nothing grows

We seek the highest peaks

To watch all from above

We infest, proliferate

Foundations from below

A never-ending growth cause

Constance is our lore

We lift our gaze: leave it all and go

The trails of time

Start a process to redeem our souls

From within to the end

We feed the fire

We crawl from emptiness

The faith in what we've lost

We build our own beliefs

In shrines, we don't call home

We climb the sky never to return

We own the light never let go

Homesick, waving, freefall, motionless

Distant, fading, desert, emptiness

From within to the end

We feed the fire