Ezerath - Temple of the Forsaken Lyrics

Leave me here, bleak and abandoned
Such are my thoughts, as I search for a sign, clenching hands with cross
Lord, I fear I've reached the end of the line
For I am, the oldest of three
A bastard, I shall never be free
For I have no right to the throne, as I was conceived before the King was wed
My tomb will bear no markings in stone

For I have no true purpose, cast me away, into the depths of solitude
Nothing more than a blank slate, legends of the ability to lift face
Sways me bound a journey past the stonegate, towards the Temple of the Forsaken

Soon my transformation will begin, a new man, born of sin
God of the Forsaken

Please take me in, cleanse my soul

Give me back a life worth living, and make me whole, and make me whole

For I have no true purpose, cast me away, into the depths of solitude
Nothing more than a blank slate, legends of the ability to lift face
Sways me bound a journey past the stonegate, towards the Temple of the Forsaken

At last, I have found the answer
To the unanswered question of my future and of my being
Towards the Temple of the Forsaken, I shall find my calling

Towards The Temple of the Forsaken

I shall wear a mask, to shadow the truth of my face
Cloaked in the light of the day, my wrath shall be unveiled

As the new flesh is placed against my face, I am transformed, into a new man
A man that I need, to plant the deadly seed

To The Temple of the Forsaken

For I have no true purpose, cast me away, into the depths of solitude
Nothing more than a blank slate, legends of the ability to lift face
Sways me bound a journey past the stonegate, towards the Temple of the Forsaken

Leave me here, bleak and abandoned
Such are my thoughts, as I search for a sign, clenching hands with cross
Lord, I fear I've reached the end of the line
For I am, the oldest of three
A bastard, I shall never be free
For I have no right to the throne, as I was conceived before the King was wed
My tomb will bear no markings in stone

For I have no true purpose, cast me away, into the depths of solitude
Nothing more than a blank slate, legends of the ability to lift face
Sways me bound a journey past the stonegate, towards the Temple of the Forsaken

Soon my transformation will begin, a new man, born of sin
God of the Forsaken

Please take me in, cleanse my soul

Give me back a life worth living, and make me whole, and make me whole

For I have no true purpose, cast me away, into the depths of solitude
Nothing more than a blank slate, legends of the ability to lift face
Sways me bound a journey past the stonegate, towards the Temple of the Forsaken

At last, I have found the answer
To the unanswered question of my future and of my being
Towards the Temple of the Forsaken, I shall find my calling

Towards The Temple of the Forsaken

I shall wear a mask, to shadow the truth of my face
Cloaked in the light of the day, my wrath shall be unveiled

As the new flesh is placed against my face, I am transformed, into a new man
A man that I need, to plant the deadly seed

To The Temple of the Forsaken

For I have no true purpose, cast me away, into the depths of solitude
Nothing more than a blank slate, legends of the ability to lift face
Sways me bound a journey past the stonegate, towards the Temple of the Forsaken