In the weak light
I saw you becoming the lie
Taking it all for granted
Like freedom
It's something you will never have
Forget what's said
And hear me sing to you
How I've set out to kill my soul
The nightward ways
The labour it brings
The verdict that I came for
Migration's song
Patterns of death woverwhelms
Fixation rise
I came along the way
And came to a conclusion
The indifferent sky
Is made of lead and so beautiful
Submission
Come you will
The parting
End origin
Fade into earth
Times ablaze
Under the flag we chose
Denied my step and froze my heart
Yet I stare
With nothing left to do
The verdict that I came for
Migration's song
Take your well deserved step
Into darkness
I'll become your eyes
You have no other
We have to walk along this wire
Trust the one that never trusted you
Writer(s): Jonas Petter Renkse
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