The Atlas Moth - Jet Black Passenger

Heaven provokes through cracks in the wood
Their footsteps shake the ground below us
Now I'll lie with your bones on fire, eyes in ash

(Can you accept this invite among flames?
Can you accept this transmission to set us free?
Burn my eyes
Have you called me here to die?
Breathe the fire
Send me home again)

(Old ways
Believer
Always
Receiver Lie still, don't speak a word
We'll lie still, don't speak a word
Just lie still)

Would you lay down all that you once believed
for a glimpse of the castle wall or the prince that lies within?
We belong here, one step outside the wall
Engulfed by a cleansing blaze, awaiting our end

(Can you accept this invite among flames?
Can you accept this transmission to set us free?
Burn my eyes
Have you called me here to die?
Breathe the fire
Send me home again.)