The Breathıng Process - Metamorphosis

Fallacy fallacy.
Stark the land had lain slain.
An ethereal plain of existence
The gods gods had forsaken.
Each grain of salt a lie.

I can feel your arms pulling me down into the earth, changing me, breaking me into a powerless mortal creature.
We've faltered in fragments of truth buried beneath the weight of its burden crushing down with the weight of this burden lies.

Through this i stand broken.
The soils blow away Revealing the truth of it's lies,
The shifting blades of grass unveil.
A swamp shrouded in darkness.

I can feel your arms pulling down, changing me, breaking me into a powerless mortal creature.
We've faltered in fragments of truth buried beneath the weight of its burden crushing down with the weight of this burden lies.

Through this i stand broken (but in the end I am absolution)
I am absolution my plague is law.
Changing me, breaking me into a powerless mortal creature.
Fallacy absolute power's gone.