[Lyric] Lead Us to Our Glorious Times (Growth)

Reaching for flesh that atrophies in total failure
Snowblind in the permafrost
From the unbidden whispers in every witching hour
The spirit runs cold
Sinking below the floor
Where nothing reaches us
The numb solace of the wilful self-interred
The voice whispered
"Lead us to glorious times; lead us to the end"
Like fault lines spiderwebbed
Like the collapse of cities
Likе the collapse of a lung
The curtain rеnt asunder
Leaving all that's left
Suspended in the leathered clutch of an opioid grip
So cling to me like wreckage as you convalesce again
And like before deep in my arms you'll find emptiness
The touch that led my heart to ruin
In fraying strands thrown to the curfew's sterile dark
Cling to me for desperation
Reading the epilogues in one another's breath
Below thought and memory of sensation
Underneath everything that is made of or used to matter
The spectre of our future
Beckons grinning as a friend
Lead us to our glorious times
Lead us to our dispirited end
Save us; heal us all
Show us what dreams come in place of life!
Lead us to glorious times!
Lead us to the end!