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