Mastodon - This Mortal Soil lyrics
[Mastodon - This Mortal Soil lyrics]
Nothing, empty cup trade not known
Showing promise of a perfect land
No regrets for a fallen ground
The omen passed, woman possessed
Reflect on the duties held
Oceans morph to dust chasing the timeline
Bolts of light flash original storm god
The atmosphere that floats above the
Earth is corrupt for man this we know
What has dwelt within the early
Dawn has gone away that's okay
Dig, climb, ancient elm root
Ride the vine of father ground our carving
Dig, climb, ancient elm root
Ride the vine of father ground our carving
The atmosphere that floats above the
Earth is corrupt for man this we know
Circle made of ash
Betray her presence huntress
Gentle breath listen to the poison rose