5 am
High
I’m walking still
Darkness has its arm around me
What’s bigger than us all is on our hands
Senses's making waves with thoughts that kill
What is it science
Says about it
Heretic or not
It’s on our hands
God speed
5 am
High
I’m walking still
Darkness has its arm around me
What’s bigger than us all is on our hands
We're running out of gold
In these black hills
What is it history
Says about it
Heretic or not
It’s on our hands
God speed
5 am
High
I’m walking still
Storms to come
I’m undaunted
What’s bigger than us all is on our hands
With every new dream an old one dies
The buzzing in my head surrounds me
Heretic or not
It’s on our hands
God speed