Marduk, who held a paper sun and paper world within your hands; maker of kings; lord of the lies. The fear of you is fading. All those who knelt at your feet now tear you down
Alchemi knew all of Fassions flaws but he also knew that she posessed an iridescent soul,the scanning glass showed it up clearly: bright blue like a gas flame with flecks of violet and baroque swirls
Chorus: They’re telling the story again, the story of hope for all humankind; praising human glory again, to lift the heart higher and light up the mind. They’re telling the story again,
