Rising Lyrics

Arise...

Embers of a moment
long since passed
it's ashes
spread an obsequy
of the spring...
forsaken;
insignia of the fallen
tainted,

her wraith possesses;
desecrates
the wringing hands,

they resist him.

the wringing hands

a soft pierce vermillion,
slowly...

they will see.

a weary dream,

They Will weep

A...a rapture