The Lie that is Sin - YOB

Dreaming despair

Hurricane s eye

Swollen with dread

Spinning locust

Strain in the smile

Chilling winter

What always was

Always will be

Will be no one

All will remain

Only I

Imbed

Ingrain

Thorn in the eye

Gods that are blind

Remove

Release the lie they call sin

Unborn godhead

Frozen fields of ice

Ideals that chill like winter

With visions from birth

Branded

Thrilled to enthrall

The death of it all

Swells

They rise and they fall

Merging one into all

Waves crash into the shore

I cannot fight any more