Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vermilion Moons, artist - Arch / Matheos. Album song Winter Ethereal, in the genre Прогрессив-металDate of issue: 09.05.2019
Record label: Metal Blade Records
Song language: English
Vermilion Moons |
| You and I drifting under shifting tides |
| Keep holding on to tomorrow, we’ll see the sunrise |
| You and I till the end of all our days |
| Still here we are alive and well and we’re waiting |
| Under vermilion moons |
| Twisted roots blind their souls to the heavens |
| The hands of fate keep one foot in the grave |
| Blood red skies are bleeding from tired eyes |
| Fire and brimstone a world set ablaze |
| High on a hill below the here and the after |
| Self anointed preaching to the choir |
| Exultations and armies of rapture |
| It’s heaven or hell, tell me who is your master |
| And they bow and they pray, they confess |
| The mortals chasing angels |
| Fly to the ends of the afterworld |
| Faithful eyes held to the skies |
| And still they wait for you |
| The ghosts of the prophets buried under cathedrals |
| Vaulted spires erect to Elysium |
| Gilded are the tongues and the Ark of the Covenant |
| The Dead Sea Scrolls and for whom the bell tolls |
| Riding through the night like rolling thunder |
| Revelations 634 |
| Blind architects foresee Armageddon |
| It’s the end of all days, divinely mandated genocide |
| And they bow and they pray, they confess |
| The mortals chasing angels |
| Fly to the ends of the afterworld |
| Faithful eyes held to the skies |
| Still they wait for you |
| While you and I drifting on the shifting tides |
| Keep holding to tomorrow, we’ll see the sunrise |
| You and I till the end of all our days |
| Still here we are alive and well under vermilion moons |
| Don’t look away, don’t ever |
| Imagination’s innocence in this world won’t last forever |
| Eyes wander from the cradle of wonder |
| Awakes from a restless slumber |
| Through a widow to the heavens |
| Twilight to a dream |
| Dreaming dreams before remembrance |
| Wondering what holds up the sky |
| Mother she embrace eternal, singing lullabies |
| Slipping through little hands like painted butterflies |
| Trying to catch the memories before they fly away |
| Everything we are, foreshadowed and disguised |
| Wistfully foreboding winter, innocence slowly dies |
| Tracing outlines in the sands of yesterday |
| Weary eyes look to the sky and wonder |
| Beautiful simplicity dissolved with every written word |
| Ethereal the sound of silence that we’re never heard |
| The clay feet of the gods immortalized by every mortal hand |
| Connate flaws send stone and mortar rumbling to the ground |
| No stone we’ve left unturned reveals what we could never be |
| Questions posed reveal more questions in deep seas of mystery |
| It’s raining down illusions, drowning thunderous empty souls |
| It’s raining but we’re dying, raining and we’re dying |
| And they bow and they pray, they confess |
| The mortals chasing angels |
| Fly to the ends of the afterworld |
| How long, how long must they wait for you? |
| While you and I drifting on the shifting tides |
| Keep holding to tomorrow, we’ll see the sunrise |
| You and I till the end of all our days |
| Still here we are alive and well under vermilion moons |
| The ghosts of the prophets buried under cathedrals |
| Testify, will you testify, testify |
| Rolling through the night like rolling thunder |
| Testify, will you testify, testify |