Edge of Chaos - Kosm

Tendrils swirl around this nightmare
A blood moon hangs high in the void
A madman grants his knowledge to a frenzied mass
Insight into eyes on the inside

Kos grant us eyes, grant us eyes
As you once did for the one known as Rom
Kos grant us eyes, grant us eyes
Ours yet to open, ascend to the truth

Born of blood, a hunter stands
Blood-drunk as he slaughters freely
Obsessed with fire to purify the beastly scourge that lives inside
The line between man and beast obscured

Kos grant us eyes, grant us eyes
As you once did for the one known as Rom
Kos grant us eyes, grant us eyes
Ours yet to open, ascend to the truth

Dear surrogate child
Stillbirth of their minds
The nameless one beckons
The hunt drags on, endless tonight
Hunt

Written by:
Frank Birkner III

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