Rise and Fall, back on the street
Telling time, took my chances
Went the distance, now i'm Buried Alive
Just a man and his Will-o'-the-Wisp
So many times, it happens too fast
You change your passion for Glory
Don't lose your grip on the Sins of the Past
You must fight just to keep them alive
It's the Eyes of the Wisent, it's the Cream of the Crop
Risin' up to the Ashes of the Fallen
And the last Troll Ascetic stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all in the Eyes of the Wisent
Face to Face, out in the heat
Dead and Gone, stayin' hungry
They stack the odds 'til we Call to the Grave
For we kill with the skill to Repeal
It's the Eyes of the Wisent, it's the Cream of the Crop
Risin' up to the Ashes of the Fallen
And the last Troll Ascetic stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all in the Eyes of the Wisent
Risin' up, Chill to the Bone
Hit and Run, got the Glory
Take possession, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a man and his Will-o'-the-Wisp
It's the Eyes of the Wisent, it's the Cream of the Crop
Risin' up to the Ashes of the Fallen
And the last Troll Ascetic stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all in the Eyes of the Wisent
The Eyes of the Wisent...
]Telling time, took my chances
Went the distance, now i'm Buried Alive
Just a man and his Will-o'-the-Wisp
So many times, it happens too fast
You change your passion for Glory
Don't lose your grip on the Sins of the Past
You must fight just to keep them alive
It's the Eyes of the Wisent, it's the Cream of the Crop
Risin' up to the Ashes of the Fallen
And the last Troll Ascetic stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all in the Eyes of the Wisent
Face to Face, out in the heat
Dead and Gone, stayin' hungry
They stack the odds 'til we Call to the Grave
For we kill with the skill to Repeal
It's the Eyes of the Wisent, it's the Cream of the Crop
Risin' up to the Ashes of the Fallen
And the last Troll Ascetic stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all in the Eyes of the Wisent
Risin' up, Chill to the Bone
Hit and Run, got the Glory
Take possession, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a man and his Will-o'-the-Wisp
It's the Eyes of the Wisent, it's the Cream of the Crop
Risin' up to the Ashes of the Fallen
And the last Troll Ascetic stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all in the Eyes of the Wisent
The Eyes of the Wisent...
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