The Echo of the Swamp (The Gritty Soul)

The smoke is rising from the bridge you burned, Look at the ash and see the tables turned. You sold my secrets to the highest thief, And left me buried in a swamp of grief. But dirt is where the heaviest roots will grow, And now I'm reaping what you had to sow. The weight of your lies is crashing down, (Oh-oh, you're gonna lose the crown) You thought you left me broken in the dust, (Oh-oh, now watch your empire rust) Now the echo is calling your name! (Calling your name!) You are drowning in your own wicked game! (Own wicked game!) You threw my soul into the burning mud! (Burning mud!) But the storm is coming, flooding like a flood! (Flooding like a flood!) Go trace your footsteps through the empty hall, And watch your shadow fading on the wall. You think you're safe inside your house of stone, But retribution loves to walk alone. The clock is ticking and the debt is due, There is no shelter left hüt night for you. Now the echo is calling your name! (Calling your name!) You are drowning in your own wicked game! (Own wicked game!) You threw my soul into the burning mud! (Burning mud!) But the storm is coming, flooding like a flood! Every single debt must be paid in full! (Paid in full!) Feel the unyielding, heavy rhythmic pull! (Heavy pull!) You took the light, now you face the dark! (Face the dark!) Every single flame started from a spark! (Started from a spark!) Now the echo is calling your name! (Calling your name!) You are drowning in your own wicked game! (Own wicked game!) You threw my soul into the burning mud! (Burning mud!) But the storm is coming, flooding like a flood! Flooding like a flood... The debt is due. Now the echo calls.