1. I - The Ascent

(instrumental)

2. The Gauntlet Of Solitude

Here lies my pride don't come back
Here lies my pride just die
Don't come back
Mass chaos is our weapon of mass unification
Tied are you by he scarlet thread
Death harmonizes with your walk
Oh how I yearn to dismiss these memories

3. And The Sentence Trails Off...

Hold diamonds to the sun.
Sparkling misconception.
Statement:
"We're the ones that aren't afraid to die." Ashes.
After this battle we laugh at the thought of innocence.
"Remorse!" I scream for.
Pride roses platinum gold rubies.
A transparent portrait.
The grave widens and the masses are mindlessly marching to the necropolis.
There is no mystery here.
Nothing to grasp but adjacent bodies.
The cessation movement is synchronized.
Emotional poorness cannot be hidden by ivory.
We can't let this come between us.
Here I lie myself down.
I surrender. At what i've done,
i'm ashamed.
On this raised platform I compose the memoir of unworthiness.
Drunken with the spirits of Godlessness.
Spirits of doom.
Devil jaws on your throat.
Onward period die.
Emeralds hold no hope. [Hope yeah]

4. Rosemary Had An Accident

You were nothing but an obstacle in my pathway.
tripping me with my own trust without your hood of falsification.
your beauty is found to be nothing.
nothing but true revulsion.
and that's the only true thing about you.
this melody of my heart points to the composer of my regret.
look north, the sun is still gleaming.
and the moon and the stars still retain these eyes.
you're falling now as I move forward.
fueled by the hope you couldn't take from me.
and scarred by knowedge of painful winters.
Christ still stands perfect in my mind.
Christ still stands perfect in my heart.
Jesus is the beautiful structure of love.
repent me.
to hope and love.
beware nihilists.
you shall fall by the sword.
[oh God]
bringeth the day of judgement

5. II - Redemption

(instrumental)

6. Swords, Dragons, And Diet Coke

Be gone with you, you articles of nothingness.
I don't know what I have to do to prove myself.
This audience is stern.
Grey is what has risen from the pits.
Choose a new medicine to control it.
You thought you had me fooled.
The grey is what has risen from the pits.
My lady, let us waltz.
We can ignore the firearms.
Guns manufactured by fear.
I will never be forgotten.
I will never forget you.
With dead tongues and lonely hearts, we cough the poison out.
And yet I sing a song of hope.
Your final days approach.
This will be our final confrontation.
This will be our last.

7. Who Speaks Spanish? Colon Quesadilla

This cold floor we know too well. hearts poisoned with pride.
black blood dotting our warmth.
ending our contentment.
this place is a contorted altar.
I must seek strength from somwhere,
for I've reduced myself to nothing. we've been here one thousand times.
cold idle hands, floor-welcomed knees.
hello autumn, I'd die for your companionship.
doubtless I stand; laying my heart into the hands of eternity.
revive me doctines!
await the day, when all our blood will wash away.
the world's balance I'm too familiar with;
selfishness outweighs genorosity
blindness produced by your own hands afront your face.
lips bleeding with guilt.
frightful little fiends.
if these words mean nothing; than where is the conclusion?
lyricism aside, Christ is the deduction


8. Modify The Pronunciation

Now that it's here,
it's too late.
the whole wide world,
is fearing the wrong things.
falling down a cold staircase.
and persistently i darken my shadow to cover up regret but the train tracks still lie straight.
it'll be the end of deception.
vertical to the horizon.
it'll be the end of deception.
this is the gun to the manipulation.
bring the end [ow!]
architecture is falling [yeah] denial;
a repetitive trait.
repetition.
the walls.
betrayal;
a repetitive trait.
i thought this died so long ago,
but reoccuring shame eats at me.
she eats at me.
she walked away.
i'm here for forgiveness one more time.
i'm slurring a compilation of words.
I plea for your forgiveness,
one more time.
i plea for this [one more time]
i'm asking for your forgiveness,
God. lay her to rest


9. III - Salvation

(instrumental)