In the winter chill we approach the tower
Resting on a hillside with corpses of the brave
Fellow victims of chaos that dark mage has raised
Will we join them in silent prayer against the Fey?
I just don’t know what he sees in the things he has
Empty and ill-gotten wealth held by dirty hands
Unafraid we lift our fists in the icy air
There is a god - fear him, feel him
Taking over, watching, waiting
Reaching out with his blackstaff to sow discord and sorrow
Author of all pain and war, servant of the great deceiver
Suddenly I see it with my eyes
Through the smoke and fire, the remains of my former lives
An eternal door leading out to the void beyond the stars
I will step right through, I have nothing to lose but myself
credits
from Thee Fantastic,
released August 4, 2023
Eric Lyday - vocals and guitars
Wiley Greene - keyboards
Luis Rangel - bass
Jeff Olson - vocals and drums
Camille Schiess - violin
Courtney Castaneda - cello
Sam Pankey - double bass
Miki Sasaki - trumpet
Michael St. Clair - trombone
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