Return to the Old World Lyrics

Return; to the past
to find salvation through; empirical pragmatism

Crawling, from my pit; it has been a thousand years of subterranean refuge
Stronger than genetic boundaries conceived, blessed by the holy winds of old gods
So I've returned to the old world

Back to the place where I chose to escape this prisons my home
I'm confined to the host; it's the curse of immortality
I wish that I would just die
Bring the story to an end
So that new life can begin
I'll endure any horror, to embrace mortality
Let me be born again, and again

Fresh air, so enlightening, but it holds a sound that's so fucking frightening
A chorus of a billion screaming children, it beckons me through guilt, to its will
For I speak its language

Before the infection began
I was king
Now hail the forsaken pariah
Spat back from the gates of Agartha
This is my curse; to walk alone

The sunlight; is blinding, I brush the dirt from my hands
Experiencing paradoxical terror, for there's no blood

Mother, I am home

To complete the cycle
My purpose revealed
To complete the cycle

Reaper, I am The Reaper