Texty: Lamb of God. Sacrament. Descending.

The river I'm bound to be found in
A rope chosen bound for the hang
When I'm blind and I think I see everything
Convincing myself again

This God that I worship, a faded reflection
This Demon I blame, a flickering flame
Conspire as one, exactly the same
It's exactly the same

Descending
To never recover the pieces
To all that we've lost

Recover the pieces lost
The pieces to all we've lost

I shudder to think of the consequence
It's blasphemy, simple and true
The tragic protagonist torments
Convincing myself again

This God that I worship, a faded reflection
This Demon I blame, a flickering flame
Conspire as one, exactly the same
It's exactly the same

Descending
To never recover the pieces
To all that we've lost

Descending
To never recover the pieces
To all that we've lost

Recover the pieces lost
The pieces to all we've lost

This God that I worship
This Demon I blame
Conspire as one, exactly the same
It's exactly the same

It's exactly the same
It's exactly the same