Ascent of Autumn - Harbingers

Believing the world would not forsake us
Deceiving ourselves, we won't awake to see
We are alone
We are alone in our graves: nothing awaits us
We are the arbiters of our own design
We look to the sky for god to save us
We march to our graves, naught to replace us
We are the harbingers of our own demise
Wandering aimlessly
As the stars glisten like a light to lead
The mindless hive out to the sea
Where a chiral grave awaits eternally
Embrace solidarity
Undeceived by self-imposed verity
The only thing I regret is believing
When you said that you were there beside me
The only thing I regret is believing you when you said there was hope
We look to the sky for god to save us
We look to our sides to our brothers in pain
We march to our graves, naught to replace us
We are the arbiters of our own design
Believing the world would not forsake us
Deceiving ourselves, we won't awake to see
We are alone in our graves, nothing awaits us
We are the harbingers of our own demise
If hope is the last to die
Has the end already passed before our eyes
Too enthralled by the distant stars to recognise
That the dream that we were seeking was never alive
Blaspheming against our souls
Forever looking outwards just to make a home
But I'm the only god that cares for my own
And god sits alone atop his jaded throne
We look to the sky for god to save us
We look to our sides to our brothers in pain
We march to our graves, naught to replace us
We are the arbiters of our own design
Believing the world would not forsake us
Deceiving ourselves, we won't awake to see
We are alone in our graves, nothing awaits us
We are the harbingers of our own demise
The only thing I regret is believing you when you said there was fucking hope
If hope is the last to die
Has the end already passed before our eyes
If hope is the last to die
You cannot kill what was never alive

Written by:
Tristan Daniell

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