[Toba the Tura]
So you're Ahrima, collusive dreamer
I watched the lamps fall, you pushed them over
They say you're gifted, well I just see a scared kid
They must have flipped it, your skills are latent
O, you snuffed the glow Replaced it with coals
Threw away the throne O, you snuffed the glow
Replaced it with coals Burnt down my home
You had a life of privilege, hope and love
But now that's all gone Maybe the design's flawed
So that's why I'm here, to preserve the remainder
Of what chance we have left at an existence
O, the desolate dirt The raw, scorched earth
It's a trophy of your worth O, the desolate dirt
The raw, scorched earth It's a scar of my hurt
Your cold, wicked soul boasts a foul scent
[Ahrima]
No, a stench
[Toba the Tura]
The formidable taste of pure contempt
Every dark corner will soon see the light
[Ahrima]
O, so bright
[Toba the Tura]
The beaming flood will pour right through the binds
My words will tear through the air,
Pierce through the despair,
To find your arrogant, throbbing ears
If it's too much to bear, or to hear,
Or take, I'll be frank,
Let my inflection be crystal clear
This mess that you've made, it's a six-foot grave
It's a home for your lonesome bones that remain
We'll disappear, but you'll stay here to rot
As The King of The Dark and Forgot
[Ahrima]
What have I done? Please make me your son
What have I become? Destroyed all I love
[Toba the Tura]
O, what have you done?
Disobedient son, you've broken the trust of your father's love
[Narration]
The arid, fallow earth would be Ahrima's new hearth
He would remain while he watched his family strain,
And the girl that he loved, vacate to a new place,
To state over on fresh terrain
And from his desolate throne he watched them compose
A mountainous wall of stone, to separate themselves from him
A massive, jagged barricade to lock themselves in
Theirs would be the Light, his would be the Dark
For a century these halves would wait
One world, set apart
[Ahrima]
Place your hand on mine
Untie your mind
We'll just disengage
Float away