Release

Sense the embers dying. Asleep beneath the skies. Awakened from the frost setting in as the planets realign. Cast into the open. We'll find our way. As leaves upon the water. Only the tide can rearrange. Returning to the winter. No shelter for the sworn. Erecting wooden crosses to the judged. Awaiting the arrival of the storm. Cast into the open. We'll find our way. As leaves upon the water. Only the tide can rearrange. There's a writing at the scepter. Bloody serpents at the throne. When the wicked are the chosen, we must break all of our oaths. Cast into the open. We'll find our way. As leaves upon the water. Only the tide can rearrange. Cast into the water. We'll find our way. As leaves upon the water. Only the tide can rearrange. Cast into the open. We'll find our way. As leaves upon the water. Only the tide can rearrange.