So salvation, here runs the flood, here dies the love   The banner of the ungranted and our darkest days   The feelings that were forced   Out of fear without a drop of remorse      Now, that the pain is released   With cryptic seals and signs   Running over the heartstrings wretched and run dry   When the feathered begin to fall      With a voice like glass   Born to splint and shatter   The touch of sunlight   Like heavens plague, the birth of black      With hung halos of wrath and decay   The furthest of faith, the rider of plagues      Our hands have reached the end of skin   Sifted straight to bone   Bare and broken      As the inventors hope   Unseen by the believed   Unbelieved by all who see      So when you become every dream abhorred   A being so bitter not worth   The weight of ice in his words      With a voice like glass   Born to splint and shatter   The touch of sunlight   Like heavens plague, the birth of black      With hung halos of wrath and decay   The furthest of faith, the rider of plagues      With a voice just like glass   Born to splint and born to shatter   The touch of sunlight   Like heavens plague, the birth of black      With hung halos of wrath and decay   The furthest of faith, the rider of plagues