Distant Mountains, Distant Gods Lyrics
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Album | Our Grief Is Thus(2024) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Pagan Folk Metal, Melodic Death Metal |
Labels | Lost Future |
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7. Distant Mountains, Distant Gods (6:17)
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...
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Our Grief Is Thus - Lyrics
1. Dying Culture Lyrics | 2. Like the Sea I Raged Lyrics |
3. Ten Years on the Tundra Lyrics | 4. Bury Deep My Tired Bones Lyrics |
5. Light My Pyre Lyrics | 6. Auras Lyrics |
▶ 7. Distant Mountains, Distant Gods Lyrics | 8. Unchain the Wolf Lyrics |
Our Grief Is Thus - Album Credits
Members
- Adam Armstrong : Lead Vocal, Rhythm Guitar
- Jason Harding : Lead Guitar, Backup Vocal
- Erik Hoffman : Bass
- Cierra White : Drums
Other staff
- Caelan Stokkermans Arts : Artwork