Protest The Hero - Harbinger lyrics
[Protest The Hero - Harbinger lyrics]
Sleep still and silent
Dream in stained glass scenes of violence
Claim the song sung by the sirens
Breath shallow and quietly
Stand before the corpse of the crow
Take up the blade that struck the final blow
Tear off the wings to refuse it's ascension
There will be no reproach there
Will be no redemption
For the wicked and corrupt at
The end of it's life
Only justice from the absolute with
A flick of a knife
Back to where it all began
Tracing footprints to the shore
They lead into the ocean
Where the horror wait's no more
In it's place wait's utter devotion
The current casting backward tells
Of lifetime past
The empty faces that once seemed listless
Have all now been recast
But when lost in distant thoughts
A sleeping evil starts to stir
Distracted by warm memories
With vigilance relaxed
It seemed unlikely to occur
Tear off the wings to refuse it's ascension
There will be no reproach there
Will be no redemption
A breach in the bow would allow
The craft to sink again
Reaching down to tear the wings from
The crow conquered in complete
Experience a transformation both of
Body and of mind
Rearrange the constellations and
Define the undefined
The returned speaks in
Tongues once bewildering
But in it's hands sit the wings
And the dagger that say everything
Without a word it says everything
Tore off the wings to refuse it's ascension
There will be no second coming
No forces for succumbing to
Just a peaceful place to finally rest a head
The crow is dead
Go back to sleep the sun is finally setting
And you can rest you weary head for now
Dream in stained glass scenes of violence
Claim the song sung by the sirens
Breath shallow and quietly
Stand before the corpse of the crow
Take up the blade that struck the final blow
Tear off the wings to refuse it's ascension
There will be no reproach there
Will be no redemption
For the wicked and corrupt at
The end of it's life
Only justice from the absolute with
A flick of a knife
Back to where it all began
Tracing footprints to the shore
They lead into the ocean
Where the horror wait's no more
In it's place wait's utter devotion
The current casting backward tells
Of lifetime past
The empty faces that once seemed listless
Have all now been recast
But when lost in distant thoughts
A sleeping evil starts to stir
Distracted by warm memories
With vigilance relaxed
It seemed unlikely to occur
Tear off the wings to refuse it's ascension
There will be no reproach there
Will be no redemption
A breach in the bow would allow
The craft to sink again
Reaching down to tear the wings from
The crow conquered in complete
Experience a transformation both of
Body and of mind
Rearrange the constellations and
Define the undefined
The returned speaks in
Tongues once bewildering
But in it's hands sit the wings
And the dagger that say everything
Without a word it says everything
Tore off the wings to refuse it's ascension
There will be no second coming
No forces for succumbing to
Just a peaceful place to finally rest a head
The crow is dead
Go back to sleep the sun is finally setting
And you can rest you weary head for now