Dissolve

The rusted chains dance in the ash
 To the echoes of our brothers
 The end is the means and no soul
 Is too lost to taste of its rancid deception
 It's when the realms of thought
 Dictate our steps that we scratch
 Out the truth of existence
 In solve!
 A new light is born to shield the unscorn children
 Coagula!
 Another page is torn
 The desecration of all primal
 You! I see right through you and
 The battalions of blood willing martyrs
 How did you trade the branch of knowledge
 For the seeds of perverse decline?
 It's when the realms of thought
 Dictate our steps that we scratch
 Out the truth of existence
 A fleeting idea sanctioned as fact and defended
 Beyond all reason, the burden of proof is a
 Bridge built on faith, blinded by downward spirals
 A new light is born
 To shield the unscorn children
 Another page is torn
 The desecration of all primal
 Solve!
 A new light is born to shield the unscorn children
 Coagula!
 Another page is torn