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