Mynskh - The Amendment of a Cosmic Fault

Here I sit, grasping the past stretch
Of my presence and bringing my toil to completion

Alone I remain with the task of bringing us an end
Made of grief, of gloom, it will bear a new conception

I no longer search
I no longer think
I no longer doubt

As the chains pierce the heavens i recall triumphant times
Standing on this hollow mountain, once our most sacred place
Defiled in agony, its veins are empty like my immortal life

We were architects, great builders
The alchemic path lead us to our inner gold

Now our city lies in ruins
Our greatest achievement corrupted

Mynskh! I bow to you

The glowing sun is imprisoned by my sadness and will be
My avatar, for only it can purge what we have
become, what we once were

These chains i forge
every piece a soul of Mynskh
I am the anvil – the source
Through the black heavens they reach
To enchain the living sun
The ravishment of light

and so i pull...

But what is this?
Is it peace?
Have we been living in perfection all along?
Was i wrong?
Am i insane?
All that remains is our greatest gift to give

The amendment of a cosmic Fault

And my undying sadness
Everything is basked in its glorious radiance, our husk is scorched
Our flesh is charred
All that remains is our greatest gift to give

The amendment of a cosmic Fault

Too long have i lingered, and waited to see
Purpose for my people
Yet not the even the birth and death of a god
Could save us from this outcome

What have we done?

And so i pull