Heaven Torn Low I (the passage)

Bleed
 Heaven torn low then thrown in the fire
 Reave
 Weep of the woe to mirror the ire
 Eve
 Joining the foe as ash in the pyre
 Deceive
 Heaven torn low then thrown in the fire
 Heaven torn low then thrown in the fire
 Heaven torn low then thrown in the fire
 Heaven torn low then thrown in the fire
 Wake as the shattered flow
 Further than far to go
 What was above when they held you below?
 Are they to know?
 Cull for a quickening
 Horizon is found on wing
 Would it be sheer where the living still cling?
 Are they to show?
 Hold of the handle fray
 Prey
 Crumble of silt betray
 Fingers that claw at the last of decay
 In mirrors
 Backwards the fall will gleam
 The last of the blur of screams
 Would lift you as felled beyond nothing it seems
 So now that it all seems clear
 Away from the far and near
 We'll orbit the climb beyond circling fear
 And if I could hold this sphere
 And vanquish all once held dear
 I wouldn't remain to deceive or deny
 I wouldn't hold pain in embrace with a lie
 So wouldn't disdain fall away with the sky
 Secrets you know
 But barely can hold
 Through mirror you fray
 Fell from below
 All of the way
 With you in tow
 A lesson to learn will pale in the shade that was ever to grow
 Where seven will spurn this tale the sixes in triumph will know
 So here is a sphere where a tomb and a throne are left cold and alone
 And if they unseen are to burn,
 would their meaning ever have been known?
 So shatter the mighty of sword, for you still are to end in the cold
 A desolate moon wouldn't now shed a tear for the lives that you sold
 So here is atonement and here never read what the epitaph told
 And I wouldn't know your name unless you had since shattered the mold
 I wouldn't know your name unless you were the blackest of souls
 You wouldn't call my name unless I was the passage and toll