Fabric of chronology - Everlost

Now, who will be another saint

To inhabit the death row

Axiomatic equilibrium

Stained by the venom of the flow

The surest poison

You are the one to blame

The surest poison

For idols with the feet of clay

Now, who will be another sinner

To incur the blessings

Of the invisible sentencer

To wear one of his faces

The cruel savior

You are the one to blame

The cruel savior

I dare to take thy name in vain

Paths of the centuries

Are made by neither demons nor angels

They’re but a threads in the fabric of chronology

A part of its silent grandeur