Owls Predict, Oracles Stand Guard Lyrics

Dark eyes stare you down,
trust the wise as they spread their wings.
The surface's fading, all structures collapse
as my blood turns pitch black.

Three choices: escape,
stand guard or give in.
Three choices: escape,
stand guard or give in.

I could feel it,
the presence of an entity.
A calling, a cry for help,
burning insects to get through the mist

Three choices: escape,
stand guard or give in.
Three choices: escape,
stand guard or give in.

Robbed by faith, no longer my fault,
my travel ends with a smile on my face.
Forgiven by no one, predicted to fail
as the oracles stand guard.

The battles you choose
may conquer all that is pure
as it drowns your last chance to prevail.

All I have is the wisdom,
the wisdom of fools.
Given to me by the eyes of a ghost!

The roar of thunder
sets the oracle free.
Awakening the ones
fallen from grace.