The Glorious Fall Lyrics

A bittersweet reality
In the death of an entity.
No purpose is left
For a righteous mercenary.
All that's left is the glorious fall
Or my reign is not complete.
As a product of sin and self-indulgence
I will give into my own cause.

I will die by my own blood drenched hands.
My departure will be the end
Of this clockwork holocaust.

A tense feel of accomplishment
Will echo through the halls of the dead.

I will make a worthy enemy as I try to defy my demise.
And when my labyrinth senses air down I will plunge to where I'm from.
I was the genocide.

As I prepare to die
I will breathe
A sigh of relief.

And from this moment on
I am free.