Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Cavern, artist - Inter Arma.
Date of issue: 13.10.2014
Song language: English
The Cavern |
The sun stings my faded eyes |
On this burning morn |
No refuge in sight |
No breath to cull a cry |
Dragging my broken bones |
In a trail of dust behind me |
Under the dispiriting watch |
Of the soulless, blinding eye |
Rising from the desert |
An exiled peak stands forlorn |
A vast fortress whose facade |
Defies the will of all men |
Crawling from the desert |
An exiled man weeps forlorn |
A frail vessel whose will |
Has been defied by all men |
In the shadow of a gnarled tree |
At the foot of the peak, I collapse |
And with one last remaining thought |
I yearn for a grave in which to lie |
Rising from the desert |
An exiled peak stands forlorn |
A vast fortress whose facade |
Defies the will of all men |
Crawling from the desert |
An exiled man weeps forlorn |
A frail vessel whose will |
Has been defied by all men |
Can be this be the end? |
Is this all I have left? |
To die at the foot of this towering peak? |
As night’s hold creeps forward |
A brilliant light appears from a concealed hollow |
I gather my strength and rise from the dust |
For this strange light lures me forward |
It calls my name |
It draws me near |
It calls me name |
It draws me near |
I cross the threshold into this new realm |
And with every step the light becomes brighter |
As exhaustion’s clutch takes hold, I fall to the bank |
Of a shimmering pool as clear as glass |
Millions of brilliant lights dance and flicker from it’s depths |
And with a sigh I cup my hands and drink |
As my body falls numb and the light begins to fade |
I know that in this cavern I’ll die |
Bird of prey |
What is your place |
Down in the fields |
Trespasser divine |
No hunger atones |
And still you must weep |
Over the bones |
And burn like the sun |
Bearing the load |
There’s no peace |
Not in the sky |
Not in the sea |
Down in the dirt |
Is where it must be |
Down in the earth |
Is where it must be |
Down in the dirt |
Is where it must be |
Down in the dirt |
Bird of prey |
Trespasser divine |
How do you sleep |
Or measure the time |
Your hunger alone |
Must burn like the sun |
And still you must weep |
For everyone |
For everyone |
I awake to the howling of wind |
My breath like acrid smoke in this thin glacial air |
Where have I gone? |
I try to shake off the confusion |
And when I rise to my feet |
I look out… |
How am I standing at the summit of this lonesome peak? |
Where have I gone? |
The night sky splits and from it’s wound |
Bleeds a spiraling aurora |
As this spectacle draws closer |
A figure appears |
An ethereal woman whose long hair veils her face |
She offers me her hand and tells me to not be afraid |
I take it and she pulls me to her breast |
«Don't be afraid, don’t be afraid» she says |
As everything turns black |