The Pace
Pyrolysis
3:48Protect the falling embers in this harsh and hostile storm I treasure every glimmer, I am desperate to keep warm Protect this broken vessel that is keeping me afloat I count out every measure 'till I reach the final note The waters show the harvester the nature of his crimes A hunter on the run, my terrain has called my time Final tears come pouring, there's no way I'll win the fight This poor old whaler's lantern truly is the final light Protect the final embers, it's the only warmth that's left The time has come to pay up for a lifetime full of theft Protect this broken vessel 'till the waters take it whole I count out every fading spark until I pay the toll My dying lantern, my final scream My finale flares remain unseen