Ascendant - Ascension Of The Watchers

Dreams are like razors I hold in my hand

Memories bleeding I don’t understand

Blood stained prayers are left unanswered

Fading echoes that no one has heard

Every word I have ever written

Falls like rain from the dark heavens

I lost all control of my heart and soul

Now every praise is for whom I toll

These mortal moments will be lost in time

Like every tear I shed from my eyes

Like fallen angels who dream of ascent

My every regret becomes a lament