Of Reality – Palingenisis (TesseracT)

What emerges from this seed? No one's to know The endless possibilities Continue to grow I fight my way through soil and stone Born to this world Am I to face it all alone? In solitude? Crawling through the furrows deep I sense the storm waiting for me at the peak Marching to the drums of War won't suffice Will not satisfy Value your life? Turn back now while there's time Change your mind Find a resolve of peaceful kind We won't fight only to survive My back Your knife That's the price you have laid upon your lives I know It's too late Can't redeem My respect You don't know what it costs All this work will be lost You deserve all you get