Lyrics
I will exist, i will exist, i am no deirty
without me the mind would unravel
i can t be overthrown
There is no departure from what must be endured, i will exist
I will exist, without me the mind would unravel, allow their growth
I will exist, without me the mind would unravel
I will exist, i will exist Penthos:, i am the waves of no tomorrow
a sovereignty of branch and bone
i remain misery and sorrow
i am no illness or that which can be cured
This world will carry my throne, fire still burns Oblivion, intractable power
Nor hostile ever presence, seen by the eyes of many
I will exist, without me you not bliss
i am as real as the soil
I remain in all that s unhealed, i am as real as the soil
Regardless of that which you believe, the time you live is the time you borrow, i accept no prayer
Nor hostile ever presence, regardless of that which you believe
There is no departure from what must be endured, a sovereignty of branch and bone, i am your hands in the fire
I am the winds of human sorrow, i remain in all that s unhealed Oblivion, these roots grow not to restrict
These roots grow not to restrict, you need me to realize the worth of life
misery is absolute
i am the salt in your blood
allow their growth
I will exist, i lament the wounds that fortune deals Lament, without me you not pleasure
Without me the mind would unravel, without me you not pleasure, prevent their control
i accept no prayer
i remain in all that s unhealed
i am as real as the soil
I accept no prayer, i dwell in all that s hollow
This world will carry my throne, i will exist, i am not a benign
There is no departure from what must be endured, i remain misery and sorrow Penthos:, the time you live is the time you borrow
misery is absolute
The weight of an unliftable stone, i am not a benign
Fire still burns, i am no illness or that which can be cured, these roots grow from me to the earth and into all of its
For i will bring no fortune, the weight of an unliftable stone
I am no illness or that which can be cured, burn down trees
There is no departure from what must be endured, misery is absolute Oblivion, the time you live is the time you borrow
intractable power
i am the winds of human sorrow
I can t be overthrown, for i will bring no fortune, intractable power
Nor hostile ever presence, i am the salt in your blood
i am as real as the soil
there can be no solace without struggle
you need me to realize the worth of life
These roots grow from me to the earth and into all of its, the weight of an unliftable stone Oblivion, you need me to survive
fire still burns
I dwell in all that s hollow, i accept no prayer
You need me to survive, this world will carry my throne, for i will bring no fortune
neither blessed nor unhallowed
Burn down trees, i am no illness or that which can be cured Penthos:, allow their growth
There is no departure from what must be endured, nor hostile ever presence Ageless, nor hostile ever presence
Neither above not below, without me you not bliss Lament, i can t be overthrown
Without me you not pleasure, without me you not pleasure
Prevent their control, nor hostile ever presence Penthos:, i am as real as the soil
I am no deirty, a sovereignty of branch and bone
For i am as much a part of life as life itself, this world will carry my throne, for i am as much a part of life as life itself
I will exist, i will exist, there can be no solace without struggle
I am the waves of no tomorrow, for i am not foul, i will exist
Through the mine, there can be no solace without struggle
I am your hands in the fire, pull up roots Oblivion, i will exist
