Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Beacon, artist - Vulture Industries. Album song Stranger Times, in the genre Прогрессив-металDate of issue: 21.09.2017
Record label: Season of Mist
Song language: English
The Beacon |
| Oh brother tell me please have we gone wrong |
| Did our trails split |
| And have they been for long? |
| My back it hurts like hell |
| Not really feeling well |
| Like under some strange spell I am |
| Not really sure if I can trust my sense of sight nor smell |
| Ahead a distant gleam |
| A golden sparkling stream |
| Oh brother tell me please is this the rigt way |
| Or is my spirit dreadfully astray |
| Your voice turning faint |
| Your words becoming quaint |
| As the shadows grow tall |
| Enveloping your call |
| Ahead a distant gleam |
| A golden sparkling stream |
| Beckon sore feet |
| Like moths we follow… |
| Like moths we follow… |
| Like moths we follow… |
| Like moths we follow… |
| Like moths we follow… |
| A golden sparkling stream |
| Beckon sore feet |
| Like moths we follow |
| A guiding light through the night |
| Beckon sore feet |
| Like moths we follow |
| Into an all engulfing omnivorous fire |
| Circled by shades all eager to be set alight |
| Chanting in frantic pulse tarnished souls aspire |
| To make their way into the light |
| Their transcended right |
| Shadows growing longer |
| The air becoming thick |
| Miasma growing stronger |
| They are torching books |
| It smells like flesh |
| But they have words |
| To make it stink less |
| All worn and tossed out like a cheap dress |
| All worn and tucked into the |
| Like moths we follow… |
| Like moths we follow… |
| Like moths we follow… |
| Like moths we follow… |
| A golden sparkling stream |
| Beckon sore feet |
| Like moths we follow |
| A guiding light through the night |
| Beckon sore feet |
| Like moths we follow |
| I’d sell you all if I could |
| But you’re worth… nothing |