The Will - Kaoteon

Above the firmament of your gods

Below the pits of their fires

Therein life and the beating heart

One which you languish over the known and the unknown

It is but the nature of man

Lonely in birth as in death

For we carry nothing to the grave

But the knowledge, in this life, we gain

Heed, be earnest, I beseech thee

Does sulfur flow through your veins?

Do you need to burn?

Or has life scorned you dull?

Has it ever occurred to you that

This calling is but a manifestation

We inherited the will of Prometheus

We burn in memory of his fire

We shiver for each strike of the eagle

We hunger for freedom

DELIVER

Heed, be earnest, I implore thee

Do you shiver the nights with a fever, seeking answers?

As a rabid beast thirsts for blood,

Are you haunted by an unknown hunger?