The Passage

Born from the pages of a novelist
And confined to a war of words meant for specialists
This day will not be forgotten
Blood only spilled from the catastrophe
Enemy, born on the pages of a novelist
Only god will protect us now
But he is away in hell
So you see you can sacrifice
Vision for the blinded lamb
So you've never ended
Forgotten worlds are just now beginning
In the darkness with a ruthless mind
I can't help myself
Get me outta here alive
I shake the hand of the enemy
Now I'm the one branded outside our loyalty
Standing up for our rights
Standing up for our rite of the passage
Sinner
When everyone is obvious
Our path will lead us to the passage