Chronus Rapture
There was no helping hand to hold me back
The night I found the pungent binding black
A sea of lust and strife once showed the way
But now you're left outside, no words to say
Hypnotic...
Mesmeric...
Rapture
Save us
Rapture
Brave us
Obsession of the gold and forrests green
No longer shows, you should in time foresee
A sea so dark turn to delusive hope
There is not much time left, cut off the rope
Rapture
Oh, save us
Rapture
Oh, brave us
