Sequential Descent Lyrics

Move

Move, we head to our oblivion fate
As the whole world trembles
They'll whisper your name
The axial tilt makes not a fractional shield
Time is moving our way faster than you can kill
Most will stay and make the hourglass rush
But we're dead set and making headway to our crust
Staking, so low I can't thrust
Enraging those few I can trust

Leaving
The reaper off with the blind and break in
To find lost time, it keeps me shaking
Hours fighting behest of me and drown

Maybe the fire will bring me back
But I'm not taking that chance
That tightrope dance

Shy away from the future's eye
Nothing else will take us there
I hold, and don't care what it may behold
But struggle to look past those sights

Leaving, to see what will become
Blinding, the cost might be us all

I'm needing lost time
To keep me seeking the hours
That fought behest me
And fell to the ground

But I am taking this chance
This tightrope dance
Shy away from the future's eye
Nothing else will take us there
I hold, and don't care what it may behold
But struggle to look past those sights