Lyrics

Silent searcher worked his days away
Night after night striving for the things he made
A wish for the void to swallow his mind
So he could be the last violent killer

The end of the sacred
He knew that it was time
To wake up and take back
All things that passed him by

Like birds with burnt wings
Deep as hell
Tall as the sky

On this day he swam to the shores
Bands of beaches where his sanity
Plays alone in a world of ruin
Asking all his cell mates
Tear off all the spiders legs

Like birds with burnt wings
Deep as hell
Tall as the sky

The end of the sacred
He knew that it was time
To wake up and take back
All things that passed him by

Tear off all the spiders legs