What Of This Place

What of this place - so uniqueWhat of this being - wants to sense of prideSo shall we breed - across the landsWhere are our gods we so simply perceiveWhat of this place - so blackened throughFear it not me, even not meWe're of a time we see that we breatheWe perceiveWe terminate by the sunIn our own cold wayWe celebrate with our fateWhere we burnChaos we see in our realmComing for the light we see in our fearWe will beWe sentence our lives to be freeStrangulation of life we seeWe sentence our lives to be free(All we want is to go out in the dark)Strangulation of life we see(But who cares we can't see it anyway)