Frozen Gaze - Psycroptic

Fallen from the order

A whisper of colder days

As a candle flickers

For the last time

Signs of a future pass

The empire falls

Dependence stronger than ever

All precautions taken too late

A deadly game not many survive

Its grip tightens with every hit

Entering into the world of the depraved

Disregard for one’s self

The web thickens with every breath

Vortex ever-growing

Voices of the fallen

Spiralling in a world of pain

No one sets you free

From this dark hole

Forever drowning in blood

Conquest will never be yours

Emptiness in your soul

Cast out now

No turning back

On this day

All turns to black

Like a noose wrapped tight around your neck

Brace yourself for the fall

Cold times that lay further ahead

Dying hopes drown out the call

Like a noose wrapped tight around your neck

Brace yourself for the fall

Cold times that lay further ahead

Dying hopes drown out the call

Staring at a frozen dead sky

A lifeless soul reaching out

Swallowed by fear

Time for it to end is now

Cast out now

No turning back

On this day

All turns to black