Distant Mountains, Distant Gods
Journey
Toward the ruins, as they
Unfold
Over
Paths what I tread when the winds
Blow cold
Not you
Bear not my burden on this
Old road
Distant
Voices insist it be mine
Alone
Mine
Fortune
Falls away from my blood's
Gold throne
Marrow
Turns to ash in my dry
Old bones
Reaping
Seeds of extraction, those what
I've sown
Nothing
I won't forsake such that I atone
I
Where hide you, gods?
Was not my face
One that you
Favored so long with the sun
And cleansed of its filth with the rain?
Now
I stand as one
Screaming in vain
Searching
Horizons for signs, but see none
The mountains you've raised are the
Irons that bind me in
Chains
Old road
Companion
Bear me to to Hell
Where I belong
Nothing
I won't forsake such that I atone
I
When every breath I breathe
Is for the love I grieve
It's then
With all my transgressions laid bare
That I repent
Repent of the fury that breeds in despair
The hands that guide me
Up the ropes
That hang from the sky
That promise redemption
May they fold before I die
(Before I die...)
Gods!
Where hide you now?
Was not my face
One that you
Favored so long with the sun
And cleansed of its filth with the rain?
Here
I stand alone
Gaze ever skyward
Screaming
Is this the end of your reign?
The mountains you've raised are the
Posion of all that I've
Gained
Show me, gods
Toward the ruins, as they
Unfold
Over
Paths what I tread when the winds
Blow cold
Not you
Bear not my burden on this
Old road
Distant
Voices insist it be mine
Alone
Mine
Fortune
Falls away from my blood's
Gold throne
Marrow
Turns to ash in my dry
Old bones
Reaping
Seeds of extraction, those what
I've sown
Nothing
I won't forsake such that I atone
I
Where hide you, gods?
Was not my face
One that you
Favored so long with the sun
And cleansed of its filth with the rain?
Now
I stand as one
Screaming in vain
Searching
Horizons for signs, but see none
The mountains you've raised are the
Irons that bind me in
Chains
Old road
Companion
Bear me to to Hell
Where I belong
Nothing
I won't forsake such that I atone
I
When every breath I breathe
Is for the love I grieve
It's then
With all my transgressions laid bare
That I repent
Repent of the fury that breeds in despair
The hands that guide me
Up the ropes
That hang from the sky
That promise redemption
May they fold before I die
(Before I die...)
Gods!
Where hide you now?
Was not my face
One that you
Favored so long with the sun
And cleansed of its filth with the rain?
Here
I stand alone
Gaze ever skyward
Screaming
Is this the end of your reign?
The mountains you've raised are the
Posion of all that I've
Gained
Show me, gods
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Armstrong, Cierra White, Erik Hoffman, Jason Harding
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