The Precursor - Lyrics My feet are nailed to the ground Yet I still wander seeing the fall The fights I gave for nothing And the war to guard the book in its rightful place It makes me wonder if the Fortunate were those who died in the flash Or we damned ourselves so that we could Never truly live as whole So we never leave our childhood behind and we carry it along and it whispers. Who does not listen to the voice of his own memories? I can’t stand this darkness and I cannot breathe With the cries of urban decay, the hoax of a forsaken god They only showed themselves, where the land rose to meet the infinite sky and the veil between realms was thin and clear…