Fit For An Autopsy

Two Towers

Fit For An Autopsy

Oh What the Future Holds


A chill arrives
It seals the loss in our eyes
One soul locked in two towers

I found us in another time, raw of heart and scar
A former shell, a future self
The bridge between the stone and sky collapsed
To oceans of embers, ever-vast

One soul remains, locked in two towers
One soul betrayed, accept the things you cannot change

The garden lies before me, sеcured from wolven claw
I give to you, if only to rеmain
“No my prisoner, the gate is closed. ”
Only despair shall shape the bones of the dying plane

One soul remains, locked in two towers
One soul betrayed, accept the things you cannot change

Hear me betrayer, what is to come?
Covenant lost, what is to come?
Hear me betrayer, what is to come?
Covenant lost, what is to come?
All of death is due in time

Despair shall shape the bones of the dying plane

The winds that pass, whispering epitaphs
Carnivorous forms entwining sorrowed pasts
Carve into canyon hearts until the centuries cease
Once and for all, the martyrs of the coming fall

One soul remains, locked in two towers
One soul betrayed, accept the things you cannot change

One soul, two towers
One soul, two towers
Accept the things you cannot change

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