Metamorphosis - The Breathing Process

Fallacy fallacy.

Stark the land had lain slain.

An ethereal plain of existence

The gods gods had forsaken.

Each grain of salt a lie.

I can feel your arms pulling me down into the earth, changing me,

breaking me into a powerless mortal creature.

We’ve faltered in fragments of truth buried beneath the weight of it’s burden

crushing down with the weight of this burden lies.

Through this I stand broken.

The soils blow away

Revealing the truth of it’s lies,

The shifting blades of grass unveil.

A swamp shrouded in darkness.

I can feel your arms pulling down, changing me, breaking me into a powerless

mortal creature.

We’ve faltered in fragments of truth buried beneath the weight of it’s burden

crushing down with the weight of this burden lies.

Through this I stand broken (but in the end I am absolution)

I am absolution my plague is law.

Changing me, breaking me into a powerless mortal creature.

Fallacy absolute power’s gone