There, above the human sea
Simple is the face of God
So do we, with sight unflawed
Overcome humanity
Hear the words from the mouths of the blind and tempted
Face the sun, burning into us pure redemption
Starve out the Devil inside
Rolling pain, build the chapel of my salvation
Placed on high, over oceans of man’s damnation
Starve out the Devil inside
Come, my brothers, we ascend
Steeling life within the mind
For the monumental end
Versed in what we’ve left behind
Ready to be born anew
Let us climb, with spirits sealed
‘Til the world, in nature true
Is at once to us revealed
On our thrones, we arise
In the name of the Lord
Up on our thrones
Gnawing pain
The back but breaks
Sat above
Forsaking all
My God, upon the cross
Taking all, and giving thus
Gnawing pain
The back but breaks
Sat above
Forsaking all
The seat’s a crutch for the most high
For if he lies above, than what of you and I?
What is a man who takes the place of God?
Cast down
With boundless strength, I leave my post
To serve the word of the true Lord and Host
Come, my brothers, we descend
Into fields of rank despair
In his name, we can defend
That which we cannot repair
If the end is drawing near
Then it’s my job to beat it back
And if the Light may disappear
We’ll wage war against the Black
From our thrones, we descend
In the name of the Lord
Force back the end
Burn the throne in your mind
Become one with the Word
Stylites, it’s time
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