Monuments, Mick Gordon - Lavos lyrics
[Monuments, Mick Gordon - Lavos lyrics]
Animals in a cage
Some of us filled with rage
I've watched the walls crumble down
As time crawls along
Echoing lies through the halls
All your sacrifice was for naught again
A revelation that cannot be undermined
No one to hear our cries
Save yourself while you can
Death towers overhead
We have been chosen, we are the catalyst
Our nature commands to forsake the lost
But I won't watch you die
Eyes hollowed out
There's no sign of life
Not a promise kept
Another prophet to rot in a coffin for all of eternity
We writhe in agony
Save yourself while you can
Death towers overhead
Take back the blood they've shed
I won't see home again
Why?
Bound by premonition
All that I love perishes
Hope withers slowly sown in the garden of violence
All that was holy has now been made wretched
Save yourself while you can
Death towers overhead
Take back the blood they've shed
I won't see home again
Why?
(Rotting prophets)
(Rotting prophets)
(Rotting prophets)
(Rotting prophets)
Animals in a cage, barely kept alive
Driven by grief and vengeance
Some of us filled with rage, some of us with pride
But in the end we're all empty
Some of us filled with rage
I've watched the walls crumble down
As time crawls along
Echoing lies through the halls
All your sacrifice was for naught again
A revelation that cannot be undermined
No one to hear our cries
Save yourself while you can
Death towers overhead
We have been chosen, we are the catalyst
Our nature commands to forsake the lost
But I won't watch you die
Eyes hollowed out
There's no sign of life
Not a promise kept
Another prophet to rot in a coffin for all of eternity
We writhe in agony
Save yourself while you can
Death towers overhead
Take back the blood they've shed
I won't see home again
Why?
Bound by premonition
All that I love perishes
Hope withers slowly sown in the garden of violence
All that was holy has now been made wretched
Save yourself while you can
Death towers overhead
Take back the blood they've shed
I won't see home again
Why?
(Rotting prophets)
(Rotting prophets)
(Rotting prophets)
(Rotting prophets)
Animals in a cage, barely kept alive
Driven by grief and vengeance
Some of us filled with rage, some of us with pride
But in the end we're all empty